Sometimes

Sometimes I hold my heart to see,
Sometimes I close my eyes to breathe,
Sometimes I watch my thoughts roll by,
Sometimes I pray my prayers up high,
Sometimes my mouth is going to lie,
Sometimes my heart is to be denied,
Sometimes my faith is going to die,
Sometimes I feel the Lord is a lie,
Sometimes my emotions see nothing but crying,
Sometimes I hold my pain for granted,
Sometimes I feel i'm the last one standing,
Sometimes I feel rejections been handed.

Sometimes I feel forgotten
Sometimes I cant be remembered
Sometimes I get hurt

Sometimes I wish I could
Sometimes I wish I would
Sometimes I think I should
Sometimes I just feel misunderstood

Sometimes in the clouds.
Sometimes emptiness overflows.
Sometimes thoughts runneth over.
Sometimes no burning bush.
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.

Sometimes I feel the bars.
Sometimes I trace the scars.
Sometimes the words fail to form.
Sometimes I weather the storm.
Sometimes I feel that I am
Sometimes lacking in giving a damn.
Sometimes, Lord,
Sometimes you know that I am.

Sometimes wish others would wake up,
Sometimes feel completely unstuck.
Sometimes wish this Earth would pass away,
Sometimes wonder why I think this way.

Sometimes I wish I would shut up
But I never stop shutting up!
No change there then?
Just garbage - and horrid phrase...
Verbal diarrhoea
That's all - put you off your food now?
Heehee

Sometimes the darkness is my friend,
Sometimes I wish it all would end,
Sometimes the silence is too loud,
Sometimes I scream without a sound.
Sometimes I seek the divine light,
Sometimes I pray with all my might,
Sometimes I feel the Spirit's grace,
Sometimes I find my sacred place.

Sometime will come
When all else fades
And in his fear
We find his grace.

Sometimes it feels like your the only one left,
When all the time the world is feasting on brokenness,
With no one willing to endure the trials and tests,
But there will be a time, sometime where He returns to clean up this mess.

Sometimes,
Sometimes heart is open wide,
Sometimes there’s nothing to hide,
Sometimes the love is so deep,
Sometimes it returns in your sleep.
Sometimes it’s not mine to keep,
Sometimes it makes me weep.
Sometimes it makes you take a leap.
Sometimes.

Sometimes I think the whole world is against me
Sometimes I feel I am as small as a pea
Often I see that men are only after cash
Often I see them, leaving on someone’s heart, a gash.
I am sick, terribly sick, of all their treacherous ways
And whenever I feel sad, I like to count the days
Of happiness, gaiety and ceaseless content
That I had in the company of my companions, spent.
I like to think every cloud has a silver lining
But still my heart is just aching and pining
No one can suggest a remedy for the things that haunt me
No one has been able to make these sad thoughts, flee
So I am still searching, and hope the day will come
When I stop moping, and will sing aloud and hum……

Sometimes I think about the old days
When all was bright, a forever morning
Echoes of home, nostalgia in the air
Sometimes I stay back there
Back in the good old days
A murmur felt not seen, a forever night

Sometimes I’m lost in nostalgic haze,
Sometimes I yearn for better days,
Sometimes I feel lost in the mud,
Sometimes I spit out my own blood.
Sometimes the bitterness won't fade,
Sometimes I still tend to hesitate.
Sometimes I vomit up despair,
Sometimes it feels you’re not there.

……Sometimes I feel like dying, other times I feel like flying, these feelings are as old as the Mayans,