falling
My heart is worn and all is lost, Did I start what I started before I knew the cost? Tired and torn the aftermath picking up the pieces of what is left.
My foot is stuck, I pass through the days wasted, I cant stand where im at but I cant help but stay.
You know I fell so fast that I couldn't see, That they still had to the ones who cared about me.
My foot is stuck, I pass through the days wasted, I cant stand where im at but I cant help but stay.
You know I fell so fast that I couldn't see, That they still had to the ones who cared about me.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.