I fell down i reached my hand to you to help me up you did not see it you walked on past i couldnt believe it was what i was feeling
just amplified i retreived my hand i swallowed my pride i hoped and wished to release and share with you these demons inside dont try
to read into this its no longer important to me again i can breath but slowly without consant rythym i will recover on my own again
solo not alone again the past is the past some memories in my grasp thats what i have to hold on to,steady myself get to my feet and straight on down the road
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