‎Saturday, ‎September ‎06, ‎2014

Maybe I will face this time
Cause they say, living is my crime
But they don’t know I was once wanted and would try
I will pay for this take and every price
I forgot this was war of my life
Lose, lost and gone, not another one
I will stay awake and take every bullet
I will swallow every poison they fake
I will sell my time, disappointment has become part of mine
But I will dig my way, tripping in holes now I don’t mind
I am returning to my place, I will return from every escape,
Love ones for me do not wait, this journey is long; I have to take


Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s