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This Is My Life
Maybe without me she'll began to sing from her heart again
Smile through her eyes & sustain a love from the depths of her souls grin
She'll like that & so would I
In hopes that the pain would leave and the tears would erase from each eye
Maybe just maybe
Maybe mother will fill the holes in her heart with forgiving seeds
That bloom into a garden of love with her every need
Escaping a past of addictions
& she'll stop serving that time for her convictions
Realizing her pain & anger has began to detour that road to perdition
Maybe mother would be happy again & laugh & find a different bottle to fill
She wont cry against that pillow at night allowing prayer to excite a different kind of thrill
Maybe just maybe
Maybe I'll get control of the thoughts i tackle daily
Finding less alcohol by the volume of that Irish Bailey
Cause nothing will bring my brother back nor my sister for that matter
Or my father so I could save my childhood before the time shatter
Maybe I'll find peace again & the nightmares would cease to exist
& I wont cry in my sleep because the pain is to intense
Yet I'll survive with the strength knowing my fears & I could coexist
But how when the most important things in my life I've missed?
Maybe just maybe you'll answer that
Then and only then I'll get my life back
The Write O.N.E!™©
Smile through her eyes & sustain a love from the depths of her souls grin
She'll like that & so would I
In hopes that the pain would leave and the tears would erase from each eye
Maybe just maybe
Maybe mother will fill the holes in her heart with forgiving seeds
That bloom into a garden of love with her every need
Escaping a past of addictions
& she'll stop serving that time for her convictions
Realizing her pain & anger has began to detour that road to perdition
Maybe mother would be happy again & laugh & find a different bottle to fill
She wont cry against that pillow at night allowing prayer to excite a different kind of thrill
Maybe just maybe
Maybe I'll get control of the thoughts i tackle daily
Finding less alcohol by the volume of that Irish Bailey
Cause nothing will bring my brother back nor my sister for that matter
Or my father so I could save my childhood before the time shatter
Maybe I'll find peace again & the nightmares would cease to exist
& I wont cry in my sleep because the pain is to intense
Yet I'll survive with the strength knowing my fears & I could coexist
But how when the most important things in my life I've missed?
Maybe just maybe you'll answer that
Then and only then I'll get my life back
The Write O.N.E!™©
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