I’m damaged tonight
This damage does hurt
I entertain the days
When hate had grace like passion but there are failures
And Where is my life, or the light?
It’s the lost love of children that define my plight
I’m sick of this shit
I’m falling further and further away from my love
I try to talk to her, but she pushes me away
I confess what I need to hear
Let me in don’t close the windows down
Where is my sight, that defines my life
It’s the trauma of children that’s persists in my life
She doesn’t love me, nor does she want to be with me
Those words stick to my fat cells
The facial expression tells all
The scary moment before I fall, my hearts stops in motion
I write these words with my hands numb
I open my mouth, and insert a gun
Where is the fight, that defined my life?
It’s the doom and the fear, that violate my rights
Where are you now, are you with someone else
Is this the end, is there no more
I’m poised yet so lively made up of everywhere
I sleep to forget the regret that’s winning now
I don’t understand your dislike, but there is one last fight
In my bones
I hate the grace of passion because passion leads to failure now
But where is the light, that lights up my life
Where is the fight, the defined the night
Where is the reason, we can make it right
It’s the acts of children that define my life
And it’s the lost love of children that define my plight