I talk about growth, mistakes, moving forward
I guess it takes much more than wanting it
Thr execution as I find out is the hardest part
So much of where I'm trying to go is in the dark
New ground for me to cover
The idea of not coming home to my wonderful wife
The reality and admission of creating this mess
For reasons I still cannot figure out
There is no copout or hidden agenda
I'm lost and confused as to the reasons why
The other side of the fence would never produce greener grass
I knew that then and know it now
There's so much emotional ground to cover here
The loss, the pains, the reparations of it all
Lacking the tools to do what's right
My tool bag is shit and useless to me
As usual I pray for the Pains to go away
To be forgiven for all of my wrongdoings
This as is most everything else completely out of my hands
Is there anything I can do to try to make amends
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