When days are at their worst,
Love is supposed to be at its best!
Your brain takes over and I hate it!
Love is supposed to come from the heart,
Not from your head!
The darkness rolls in.
The light fades quicker and quicker.
The Good Book tells me that the darkness
Runs from the light, not the other way around.
Words being twisted around and around.
Tornadoes inside my head and heart!
I loose everything I've worked for
For the past three years.
I've lost it before, but then realized
What I had lost!
I've worked for four months trying to
Get things back,
The way those things were back in 2003,
They race through my mind like lightning
Through the night-time sky!
Over and over again your name runs through
On the wrong side of the argument in my brain.
When can it stop!? When will it stop!?
You say you don't want it to end,
Then you push until the deep, dark deed is done.
Most would call you a hypocrite,
But I can only call you my life!
I pray that it was all a dream,
But dreams are never so harsh!
Reality has never been so harsh to me.
That someone so high to me,
Shall think of us so low!
I sit and watch others flourish in greatness
As I sit and watch in despair.
Love happens to be so close...
Yet...so far.