| | i'm a big fan of honesty; go truth, all the way... but it hurts all the same; reasons for the cliche -
do you want truth? do i love you ? "don't [i]" ?
does that mean - that broken feeling of mangled trust - rusting - cuz of finished tears - still running - the race it should have won.
rigid charity - it rings with clarity ; i need to embrace Forgiveness;
but my arms are locked, it hurts , pinned to my side, shackles of pride and your hurtful intentions have shut off my light
dim- filled shadows lurk my airways
i don't know if you'll ever understand that kind of pain you put me through -
yet God held my hand, cuz i did not understand, no, none of it at all -
i'm sorry i want to say it ; for my tone, seeming insincere,
my silent answers to your blatant awkward propositions.
it's cuz ur lack of response has imprisoned me behind bars of mistrust; i don't know what to believe anymore;
set me free; your words are the key;
actions speak louder than words.
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| | Posted 8/13/2009 2:23 AM - 6 Views - 2 eProps - 2 comments
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