THE SHARPEST KNIFE
Hard to Imagine what I have, makes me wonder whether it’s
really mine, so scared to lose it yet so brave to keep it, so hoping that I
would never break it don’t ever refuse it, my actions shake it – No matter how
messy it gets ill make it.
Coz in the burning sun and the stormy night she held me
tight by her side – the healing touch for my ever broken soul came out of her
heart of gold, in my evil days she showed me grace and never let go of her
loving embrace, my try to make her smile ends up worse and making her cry,
filled with tears of disappointment drives me insane in foolishness, on my
decisions I depend or mistakes which I repent. A clear conscious is what I need
to keep my thoughts pure without deceit.
Should it be me who pulls the trigger and let her be my
personal gravedigger or should I take a stand, where I am coz this here now
will be my only chance so I crawl fall try harder than I want I can’t I will I
wont never will I ever give up to show her I love her, let her feel that I
care, thus I fall on my knees and end it in a prayer,
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