You broke my heart
the exact reason my world crushed
n' no way to mend the parts
but, rather to get a new start.
its hard having to deal
with these memories that weren't real,
for they traveled so deep
that today I'm in vain to keep.
its hard to be delivered from this I'm facing
c'ause I'm increasingly trapped in this racing
full of desperate lonely beliefs
with illiterate hungry reliefs.
its hard to convince myself
that I have to protect my inner self
from this maybe preordained,
that had forever rained
in the forest that I'm laid,
with the words that are said,
I'm anxiously waiting for the truth
yet, patiently waiting like Ruth.
But what on earth will I reap
if every night I have to sleep,
I'm reminded of the devil
who let me fall deep for evil!
©crawley
C