As the drink finds a new place I stand in retrospect never a sound never a regret just move along life's path empty and void just move along his stick a gentle kick down the road just tired old and alone
Upon the dawn of a tired life We often take the road Seek man and wife A comfort zone No one is home
A house with windows and doors A bedroom with empty floors In time we see as children come A place to hide a tear to suceed Empty words upon an empty life Truth takes a place cuts like a knife Only in death will this end
Children raised gifts of joy A warm embrace A life given Watch and grow Yet we know Just place to hide Deep inside no love
From the well I still feel and the night winds come and I can tell it is not a game you are here again but you don't love me
I am just a tool to be safe and warm not even a friend just shelter from the storm I have played this well but you don't love me
As the days fade into memories and all-round me I other loves see you hid it well I could always tell you didn't love me
Words were said at altar kept I held my part you just have not left and I recall through the pain of it all you don't love me
From a mind gone A simple song As piano keys A "company" me Old lovers cry Slowly I die You don't love me
A poignant story about letting go of a narcissist in your life. Have you ever been attacked FULL force by a narcissist? It's the closest thing to being stabbed over and over in the back.
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec