I am not what I once was I have been through too much My mind is not what it used to be I have seen things that I can't unsee And I can't forget I can't forget the things I've done Or the things I've seen I can't forget the people I've hurt Or the ones who've hurt me I can't forget the darkness that's inside me Or the light that's fading away I'm losing hope I'm losing faith I'm losing myself
Words are powerful things , They can make you feel like a king, Or they can make you feel small, Like you're not worth anything at all. But words can also be sweet, Like the smell of cinnamon in the air, They can make you feel happy and loved, And they can be just what you need To get through the tough times.
There is a knock upon my door In the dead of night I know who it is I've been expecting her She's come to haunt me once again To remind me of my sin The child I killed, Rose I try to block out the memories Of that fateful day When I took her life But her ghost is here to stay To haunt me for eternity She whispers my name in the dark And I can hear her soft footsteps Following me wherever I go I can't escape her She's always there haunting me I killed my own child And now I'm haunted by her ghost I can see her in the shadows Hear her crying in the night I can't escape her She's always there haunting me
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