The sun will rise dawning on a new day. My soul embarks on a journey I once did dismay. The world was grey, with a lifetime of my past. It haunts me with more reasons for me to ask. I am not worthy, I mellow and gloom in worries that start. Distance keeps our world's apart, a poet I am with a broken heart you cannot mend. A wondering soul with memories that cannot to happiness lend a moment of peace. It leaves me shattered on my knees. I pick up the pieces as I must, yes another one bites the dust. I am an experienced animal on this journey called life. My possessiveness, anger, obsessiveness eats me alive. I drive into fear, as my death comes near to tease my soul. It too leaves like the memories of old. Cold and quiet on a winter night, nothing but the stars and frost bite infront of me. My solitude as my company, this life has given me nothing but pain. I have tried to pick myself up over and over again. I creep upto my sorrows and embrace them tight. My reflection in the mirror gives me the will to fight. So ashes to ashes and dust to dust. I will return to where I once came from as I must. I would like to be remembered as not a man of free. I want to be reminded of my moments of glee.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
