Something Is Missing
I heard the ISIS people chop up heads…
Blood spills…pills kill the thrill…
Into myself again
The light will shine while the night will never be…truly…mine…
I wish I knew what it was like to have hope…
I mope, I mope, I mope…
Something is missing
Pieces of me break
Hit the brake…
Turn the other direction
You tore me up inside
Insiders getting thrown about
I doubt…doubt…
Don’t hand me a rope…
Instead of hurting me, you should see…
You should see…
The pornographic images you revealed to me…
They stick to me…
Sickened…
Something is missing
Pieces of me break
Hit the brake…
Turn the other direction
You tore me up inside
Insiders getting thrown about
I doubt…doubt…
Blistered by blasphemed…hopelessness…
Regret piles up like debt
Bittersweet are your words…they release like pigeons…
Out of their cage…
GET ME OUT OF YOUR RIBCAGE
Voices haunt my mind…
Left behind . . .
Something is missing
Pieces of me break
Hit the brake…
Turn the other direction
You tore me up inside
Insiders getting thrown about
I doubt…doubt…
Vertical and horizontal distress…strike me…
Lightning tears…
Childish cheers…
Something is missing
Pieces of me break
Hit the brake…
Turn the other direction
You tore me up inside
Insiders getting thrown about
I doubt…doubt…
Soundless remarks you throw back and forth to me…
Anger rips my hopes into shreds…shreds…
Flowers and towers grow and glow
Sinking below the surface…
You belong in my shoes
You belong in my shoes
You belong in His shoes
Borrow His eyes
His blue and green and white eyes
Something is missing
Pieces of me break
Hit the brake…
Turn the other direction
You tore me up inside
Insiders getting thrown about
I doubt…doubt…
But, God knows He shows His route
To I? To I?
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015
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