My Course

Deep down my motion world I recall all the odds with promising word Its like A lone dark pretty beautiful girl Lying on her bed back racking and cracking A rocky cracking track What a sorrowful broken heart With crowny thorns hearty parts I think I am cursed I have made moves to elevate me But I see them dragging me down as dark forces What tomorrow is gonna look like Is a thought I always faught Turned in to piece and forced To sit on a crossed road My head on my kneel A wounded heart no who to heal I think I was cursed I feel this force like a heartbeat So close to my eyes yet I couldn't find away off it's feet I am trapped in a circle forced to believe My heart is in shambles as I grumble I feel no need to feeble as this world is a gamble No way out no way in I feel imprisoned by my own god But who ever placed this curse The river flow and the sea breeze Will be the blessings he will receive For God is supreme and can never deceive Nor be deceive He shall flourish like the palm tree Planted by the river side Prosperous like the mushroom That grows by the tree side For the course you placed on me Really motivated me To fight and brake the chain of this slavery I drink my wine reflecting on my memories They were like the beautiful rose and the jealous tons guiding her I have fought to be with her And now I drink reminiscing of her