
What's left of me.
How did this happen.
One second I turn.
And the next I lose my sanity.
Knowing that you weep.
Is this really...
what I want to keep?
I'm a let down.
Yet you hold me twice.
I can't go on. You bring me closer.
But yet every second I turn.
Me. I'm gone.
I want you. I need you.
All you wanted.
Was to see me face down, on my knees.
Begging for mercy, begging for me.
You tell me everything will be just fine.
Yet I'm the runaway all those paper backed boxes speak of.
In the daylight I recover.
But oh, it will forever hover.
Tonight, all I wish is to curl up and die.
But you pull me tight, you hold me closer.
Don't you think,
that I should give it a try?
What's left of me.
I know how this happened.
I pushed. I believed I could do this on my own.
But now...
I'm all alone.
I'm having a breakdown.
I'm beginning to see the light.
All I've ever wished for, ever dreamed.
Is to climb into that captains chair.
This story. It's worth it all.
Although my actions, were without love.
I am the redeemed.
And this is my freedom song.
Although this battle has yet to be won.
I've got some help. He's up above.
Yes this love, it's oh so rare.
And this...This is what's left of me.

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