To ride my thoughts in a time of my most deepest hurt with pain
Of a scar that’s unbearable with pain
Pain that I never seen coming
The scratch of a hurt
filled with pain
Of a mystery of why
My heart aches to i feel no hope left to stand
Riding my thoughts these days is nothing but sorrows with lots of pain
When love is received or giving
It can seem real but be a illusion
To your own thoughts of why at a time like this love is challenged
Love is a special place that’s stored in a secret place so you try to protect it
By any sickening thoughts
Without no justifications of why
The grave yard shift workers have been shuffling there time in overtime these
days
Struggling from another pain that shouldn’t be in existence at a time like
With the pain already in my life
Of a scar from the pain of my sons death
Everyone should of understood my mind wasnt me
It tortures my mind my babies death the sweet aroma of a breed ill never be
able to see again
That hurts
The swiftness if his sweet smile
Has been turned to molding still this day no word they only ask me my name
When love is built in a way of hurt no that anything that hurt did it wasn’t
about me hurt set in and love has been tampered with destruction of
corrupting a life that once was here
That can no longer see his kids smile again now his mom smile and heart has
been broking in ways only a second love can repair when he was here he
ask you to take care of me you say i got her she in good hands at all state dont
let him down off the broken hurt if my babies death his life called love if his
smile has already been robbed and stolen forever
Death hurts but when you loving and death breaks it down it crumbles your
soul in a way that no one understands unto you face with a creation that looks like you. but who really cares everyone proved to me they think its easy that I don’t suppose to hurt or call his name no its hard is hell
