two worlds - writing piece
the good in the world, i've seen it
the good in the world, i've been it
so what is that force
pulling me under into the darkness?
is it the weight of my past?
of things that never last?
or perhaps it's the goodbyes
i just never saw coming
maybe it could be the lies i felt in my soul
yet i just kept running
little did i know there was no where to run
for what is, is already done
one moment i radiate purity and light
the next, even the devil does not compare
tarnished and torn i am
with sins so great not even god can understand
but then there's the laughter of a friend
or even a story with a happy end
deep late night conversations
and truly genuine intentions
the birth of new life
death of old strife
a habit that has been broken
soft words that are spoken
i constantly find myself
caught between two worlds
two planes of existence
divided by our systems
who am i and what do i know?
which side will next steal the show?
how do you settle a battle
that is never ending in your head?
why do we all have so many questions
that remain unanswered?
is this all my fault?
or was this just my default?
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