How To How To
There's not a book that I can read.
To show this heart how not to bleed.
So it just sit's there still unopened.
Because it's not knowledge that I depend.
How to, how to not to be blue.
When the past is long past due.
And losing is all that I know how to do.
Because there's just no getting over you.
Is there any one who know's the way?
When destiny get's so dark and grey.
Leave's you blind when only your heart see's.
And leave's you broke and on your knee's.
I don't even know how to start.
How to how to heal this heart.
For you have taken all I've got.
And now I'm taking my last shot.
Somewhere it's written in the sky's.
The who, what, where and when and why's.
But I just can not seem to learn.
What happened when I had my turn.
So preach your sermon, preach it proud.
But a heart just doesn't hear out loud.
And there's no book to show you how.
To undo a sacred vow.
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2017
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