I CAN'T STAND MY WIFE
I CAN'T STAND MY LIFE
I CAN'T DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT
BECAUSE
ALL WE DO IS FIGHT
MY HEART IS FRAGILE AND TORN
BECAUSE IT IS WORN ON MY SLEEVE
I AM JUST A SIMPLE MAN
YET ALL I DO IS DECEIVE
THAT IS WHY I HAD TO LEAVE
THAT GOD FORSAKEN TOWN
WHEN I WAS AROUND
ALL THAT IS WORN IS A FROWN
MY FEET ARE ON THE GROUND
BUT MY HEAD IS IN THE CLOUDS
I WISH MY FAMILY WAS PROUD
BUT I KNOW THEY AIN'T NOW
TRY TO CHOOSE THE PATH
WITH THE GOOD AND THE BAD
BECAUSE YOU CANT BE HAPPY
IF YOU ARE NEVER REALLY SAD
NEED A BALANCE OF EMOTIONS
DEVOTED TO DEVOTION
LIKE THE SILENCE OF THE OCEANS
STEADY HOPING THE HEAVENS OPEN
CARRY ME AWAY
LIKE A FEATHER IN THE WIND
LISTEN TO WHAT I SAY
I DONT WANT THIS TO BE THE END
TOMORROW IS A NEW DAY
BUT YOU KNOW IT IS FULL OF SIN
SO I ALWAYS FUCKIN PRAY
AND HOPE THAT I AM FORGIVEN
- Author: Phalyse phrophyt (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 21st, 2022 00:48
- Comment from author about the poem: JERAMIJ.COM CLICK MUSIC. CLICK SO DEEP. MY BRO NICK KOST GO. THEN ME AT MINUTE 36. RECORDED IN A KITCHEN A TEN DOLLAR STICK MICROPHONE. AND MY BUDDYS FAMILY HOME IN POOR HILLBILLY NORTHERN OHIO . LONG AGO think maybe 2 thousand 4
- Category: Reflection
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