You will find the,
struggle of razors.
All the cuts,
lining up in a,
straight line.
He keeps his distance,
to keep his mind clear.
She keeps her distance,
when they are near.
The light consumes the way.
The bright passage of the day.
We sacrifice our loved one.
Maybe they will live it better.
The words turn to silence
The silence consumes your mind.
Your mind chooses the easy way out.
The way out is self inflicted.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
Seems we’re back,
at the start of the cycle.
Maybe we can learn better,
with our new arrival.
This is no place to raise a child,
the mother and father are in denial.
This is last time I swear,
I swear I have seen it,
better over there.
Over there they love to listen.
But listen to the better thoughts,
of the forgiven.
The words turn to silence
The silence consumes your mind.
Your mind chooses the easy way out.
The way out is self inflicted.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
I’d by lying if I told you why,
It strikes the chords,
then I, need some more.
I’m hoping for the light to come.
Come over me and show me the sun.
The sun will burn all my imperfection.
My imperfections are what made me.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
I’d by lying if I told you why,
It strikes the chords,
then I, need some more.
Till the fire inside me dies.
I will, participate,
for the darker days.
You ask me how have I been?
Well it’s been rough but,
I found a new love.
