Put this beast to floor
Knock knock hells knocking
at my door, was standing at the edge of some steep cliff, Standing so still and
stiff
Dressed also nice someone
once told before you jump think twice
Another had said you know
when you want to meet god you want to look nice
I was on the
edge with just one step to take
She came up behind me
suddenly I was wide-awake
She pulled me from the edge to
the side
Held me close and tight told
me everything is going to be all right
I made a promise to her as
long as I live I will keep up the fight
After every fall I will get
back up with fists clinched tight
She wakes the volcanoes
across my land
Creating new surrounding
smooth like soft sand
Funny thing is this girl is
close to being eighteen
I’m so tall in height she
feels so short
Yet in age it’s the other
way around
My heart beats my heart
pounds
How many shots how many
rounds will take?
Every one is saying they are
making a big mistake not much more will it take
This is a full blown out war
I’m picking myself off the
floor once more
Smiling with pain and anger
As long as I’m with her let
me put the pain behind me let it all blur
Let it all fade, nothing in
this messed up world that I would trade
I was always at the edge
till she came up behind me
In her arms is where I want
to be
Sitting in my room barely
any light,
Always quiet like a pharos
tomb at night,
Any day I would stand and
fight for you,
You love me well this means
all one thing I love you to,
Every day I think of you no
matter how bad things may seem to get,
I’m not leaving… that’s
right I’m making a bet,
I’m sorry for all the wrong things I may have done...
It makes me smile to think
you mother thinks of me as a son,
I cry as feel the burns that
have been done,
Things I’ve said making me unravel,
slowly coming undone…
To stand and fight is better
done than said,
I’m still here I aint dead,
You sleep better in my arms,
than in your own bed
I’m so very alive, I run
farther than a mile,
I would do it just to see
your beautiful smile,
Your mom doesn’t really
cramp my style…
Like sitting in front of a
judge prepared for trial,
My sentence, my hearing is
set up to date,
Lets stop it right their
leave it behind its never to late,
I’ve made my choice,
Always smiling to the sound
of your beautiful voice,
I want to stay yours
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