The Past
The tears come the pain returns
I don't understand why it all can't burn.
The bridges I've crossed and paths of old
why can't they be stories left untold?
My heart it breaks and my mind runs wild.
I question myself and all the lies.
I fear, I question I wonder why?
I hope it all soon will die.
The tears fall and the pain entails
the hope of life a new fails.
One day i hope it will all be gone
and a life free of chains I'll have and move on.
The walls that break regain their height
I try not to fear with all my might.
I pray for strength, I pray for health
But every breath I take is a desperate cry for help.
I don't know how to make the nightmare end
I am to the end of my rope within.
The fears of what the truth really is....
I hope and pray I can deal when it appears.