Torn Part-2
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
A box full of thoughts but empty promises equal too this awful crisis can you find the solution? How much dividing and multiplying do I need to add too put smile on your face? You bother my conscience which result in silence you confused me with your lack of emotions / communications became unbalance like a seesaw/ Pain is the weight I carry on my shoulder love is a word that trigger my Soul.
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Now you try the balance the weight from this free-fall/ Is your glass too full now I give you something too chew on You eat up I hope it’s sweet in your mouth like velvet cake now you just wait have you shaking like a penguin. Can you feel your feet dangling? Have you ever felt cold air in July before? too many people out here play games its chess not checker Jokers! Now what your next step because now you walking on suicide precautions. Have you feeling like a blind man with no directions. I kept my eye set on my targets/ This not practice shot/ I am at the range like NRA instructor
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Wake up fall asleep back in the same position laying in this king size California bed. Rotate back in the same stands where I left you in see you are like a Street Corner you never change your location same step same person same position same mindset. Now the Preacher Preach the sermon out of Psalms the choir sing the same song every Sunday can I get “A MEN” JCMT
Copyright © Christopher Michaels | Year Posted 2013
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