Tortured Minds like to rhyme, you\'ll hear mine try all the time
Again it\'s back to show I lack, passion to keep this one on track
Once eyes wide with pride, now only look to chastise
When the love is leaving , even sunrise is bleeding
I didn\'t want nothing easy, just a life I can believe in
Maybe this rhythm is deceiving, but so is my breathing
The only time I\'m balanced, is when I put down in feeling
This is no writer or poet, just a broken man healing