Thursday, October 19, 2017

Not the man I used to be

The darkness lingers within my soul. I have no more pieces of me to hold. Cold is the shiver that runs up and down my spine. Alone I stand deserted by even the divine.  Like vines her memories creep in my mind, I seek so hard to have another like her to find. Blind is love that I didn't see my pride destroy what we had. Years have gone by yet the truth makes me seem like I'm mad. Happiness is something that is never found. Her name on my lips keeps my demons sound. They whimper and whisper to tell me of my past.  I walk the earth with the same old mask. Her embrace was my shield and now I'm naked. With all those years I didn't understand she faked it. I wish she would understand and know that I care.  I did love her till my heart ran bare,  I stare at the moonlight and count the stars. Remembering my mistakes as I witness the scars. 11 mistakes coz I loved her most, the others saw that and another did they want and chose. From coast to coast I traveled trying to find myself. Even the Holy Ghost looks at me and nods his head. I have no will as a broken man I stand..  I know that wasn't what I planned. One-day I will she her happy as can be. One-day she know I am not the man I used to be.

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks