The Other Half
No one knows the days ive spent
Hearing those that arent there
Seeing the faces of those who died
A shadow without a care
At night they come see me
Those at work dont believe me
Please Lord come and free me
I would cherish the good times
If only I can remember
My mind is messed up
Its gone from July to December
I keep playing back those days
Like its my own movie reel
No one understands what I say
Nobody knows how I feel
Going from day to day
One hour after another
The seconds turn to minutes
Everythings going by slower
What hasnt slowed down
Is my mind that keeps racing
There is no track or route
But its the same obstacles I keep facing
Friends, family, and those who know
Will never understand
My mouth has tasted the fear
My body has felt the pain
My mind has played those tricks
My eyes seen the horror...and shed a tear
Cry for those I must
There is not one thing I can do
The tears a part of so much more
They come from the God who loves you
Take stock in what youve learned
Cause there is no path but True
Follow one step at a time
And may God always Bless You
Copyright © Spenser Acord | Year Posted 2015
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