When Doing Wrong Feels So Right
Love is the master and we but it's slave
yet as a slave we can enter into a world of pain
To aim for the stars and crave the one you love
feels so right and yet can lead to darkend days
lovers of drugs lovers of drink can build a world of pain
when following the road of love your heart leaps for joy
the world of life brighter with eachy single day
yet the journey through drink is loaded with suffering
It can feel so right to gain the threshold of love
the joy of sharing your life with your dreams
the beauty of living your life with your rose
but dreams are just part of life
bills and reality set in
two wages two people make for an easier life
one wage and drinks illness make for a struggle
the mind is tested forever finding fault
The mind is tested forever dreaming of solutions
the mind is tested forever rebuilding from the pain
we are but slave's to our love wanting joy and happiness
yet finding the pain of broken dreams
When doing wrong feels so right
we follow the road of love and that feels so right
yet we live with the effects of drink
the battles and the war and that is so wrong.
I live each day hoping that perhaps this week
the love of my life will climb above the suffering
yet each day thousands of people live
knowing tomorrows broken promise
knowing the dreams our lovers spin
might never be real
knowing that there love, might never be whole
addiction the crafter of lies building the pain of tomorrow.
Bernard Barclay 17.08.2014
Copyright © Bernard Barclay | Year Posted 2014
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