Welcome to Life, it's more of the same
My thoughts are running circles around me again
To think that I had ever known pain
You dulled every sense but sharpened the blade
Stuck it in deep and poked at my shame
Took the spotlight and made it my fame
Until everyone is screaming that I am to blame
So I ask, how did this come to be?
We shared the same bed but had different dreams
Words can be painted but it's not what it seems
Exploding with colors but it's all grey to me
Poured in my feelings for one hell of a mixture
And promised a portrait but provided a picture
Your actions left my soul heavy and bruised
Leaving my spirit all black and blue
Now my mind is starting to feel sick again
I hate that they knew how it would end
Wicked thoughts have sweet intentions
Is like the devil being grated divine interventions
You don't stir the pot to create calm water
I'm caught in a rip tide, I've never drifted farther
No I've never prayed harder
To an idea that I could never believe
That this pain could be created with so much ease
So I hate that I beg, I beg and I plead
It's more of the same, this just isn't right
Broken and shattered from undeniable height
But we're forced to move on, Welcome to life
It's more of the same....
About the Creator
Michael Benhayoun
Writing became an outlet for me; My childhood wasn't easy, as I'm sure some can relate. At 8 I was adopted by my Great Aunt and Uncle who became my second set of parents. I was encouraged to write and now, it's how I say what can be said!


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