It's dark outside, rain pours down
It's darker inside
A tornado of emotions
It has blown me away
I can't really grasp it all
The sudden failure of my future
It's late in the game
Starting over is not a good option
So I round up my thoughts
Debris ridden and tattered
I seek shelter from this turmoil
But there's nowhere to go
I dream about you
I think about you
I've destroyed what was us
May God mend these broken souls
Holidays are upon us
Christmas trees gifts piled high
Dreams and families all together
My family is split in two
This daily grind so hard to define
Broken pieces and shattered dreams
A burden that I cannot carry
All I want for Christmas is my old life 🔙
No comments:
Post a Comment