Living With the Disease
HERE ALONE IN THE DARK,
I DONT KNOW WHERE TO GO, BUT I'VE COME SO FAR.
GOTTA PUSH FURTHER,
BUT DONT KNOW IF I COULD,
BUT IF I DONT IM GONNA WISH I WOULD.
MY HEAD IS RACING,
BUT IM NOT SO SURE,
IF THIS IS THE PATH THAT WILL LEAD ME TO MY CURE.
I WANT TO BE RELEASED
OH I CANNOT WAIT,
WITH EVERY DAY DECEASED, I HOPE THIS IS NOT MY FATE.
I SHALL NOT TELL A LIE,
FOR I WILL BEGIN TO CRY,
I AM BECOMING SOME WHAT SHY,
FOR I KNOW I WILL DIE.
BUT EVEN THOUGH I SEE THE SPECTRUM OF LIGHTS,
THE COLORS WILL NOT ALWAYS SHINE SO BRIGHT.
DO I STILL BELIEVE THIS LIFE IS TRULY DIVINE?
THAT IS THE ANSWER I SO TRULY QUESTION ON THIS NIGHT.
Copyright © William Moore Jr | Year Posted 2013
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