Feeling broken again
Don't understand why I end up here so often
Life was finally supposed to be calm
be secure
be safe
be full of love
And now I'm seeing visions of trainwrecks
and sad soul-less beings
bloody corpses looking for their remains
And then I think of the two beautiful people
sleeping silently in their room
Dirty faces, and never ending mischief
Smiles big enough to light a coal mine
It's these two gorgeous children I live for
They save me.
When my world is dark and lonely and scary
They save me.
So I wipe my tears away
and I say to myself-life is good.
Because of them, life is good.
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