To Whoever is Up There, Should I Really Look that Way?

Posted: April 6, 2013 in Rhymes

First published  on Saturday, 19 September 2009 at 17:06

 I fear you, you fearless one
You lurk where no one ever dares to tread
Your bliss, it’s my agony
Yet you let me feel what should be felt best
And I never should have known
Whatever things that you had shown
It’s crippling me,
Numbing me off of my insanity
Keep me awake in my dreams
Or just let me die so I can see the other side
Well, if you can’t just give me the reason to survive, just tell me
Will there ever be tomorrow after tonight?
Curse me with your divinity
Crush me with your godly identity
Let me see the biggest lie, the worst nightmare there is
Wrap it in a golden sheet no more, just bare it to me.
Deceive me, believe me
Heal me, kill me
Where is my reason to survive?
Will there be tomorrow after tonight?
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