Bottomless Cement

If I died in a casket, Will you be my basket? I’m the bottomless pit full of so much wit What if I can fly? Soaring like a lullaby I’m this bottomless cement I weep in mere lament Like rainfall I stand tall Against woe’s wall and all Hear me as I call In appall…but on the ball… I’m afraid of what lies ahead I’m afraid of what lies beneath Let alone what lies within… But, you’re God-sent… Why do I cry And I don’t know why… When did things go wrong? I wonder… Where you’re at Am I but a black bat… Baffled by bewilderment, Cradled in the darkness before me? Sorrow me not Joy be with me Let not time rot For an eternity Please .. be . with… me…. Sorrow me not Joy be with me Let not time rot For an eternity I’m colliding… I’m falling away Into the bottomless pit, I go So full of wit left to show and glow and grow… Know you’re unforgotten In my memories…the forgiven… But, can’t forget to regret The things I put you through and yet, I bet you are a lost soul Much like me in a sense.. I’ve fallen, But upon my knees And again… You’re not the one to please.. God is