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My Heart Is Hard
My Heart Is Hard
I spent my whole live, on this journey for love
It can only come one-way, and that’s from above
Divine intervention is what it’s gonna take
To fulfill this journey, looking for a soul mate
I’m on my knees, asking questions
Praying with tears, for clear directions
To find someone, that’s different from the start
But the end results the same, another broken heart
I’m a Rockefeller, when it comes to giving my heart
It always gets returned, all torn apart
Every single time, I’m left dealing with the pain
It’s a 911 tragedy, will it ever change?
I need to find someone, to make it all go away
Pain confusion apprehension, to find a brighter day
If I’ll only step back and let God do his plan
Then maybe just maybe, I’ll be a better man
My heart is hard and scared, from the lessons I’ve learned
Will it be different, will I get burned
My wounds are fresh and bleeding, seems their never gonna heal
A Twin-Tower type calamity, a sorrowful ordeal
I guess High maybe, is my expectations
Just look-in to find, some true dedication
Trying to find someone, who’s got my back for life
But I’m a prisoner of fears, can’t fix it over night
I know I’ll say things that might make her mad
And sure to do things, that will make her sad
I’ll try real hard, to get a grip on my fears
But reality is, all I got is my tears
I spent my whole live, on this journey for love
It can only come one-way, and that’s from above
Divine intervention is what it’s gonna take
To fulfill this journey, looking for a soul mate
I’m on my knees, asking questions
Praying with tears, for clear directions
To find someone, that’s different from the start
But the end results the same, another broken heart
I’m a Rockefeller, when it comes to giving my heart
It always gets returned, all torn apart
Every single time, I’m left dealing with the pain
It’s a 911 tragedy, will it ever change?
I need to find someone, to make it all go away
Pain confusion apprehension, to find a brighter day
If I’ll only step back and let God do his plan
Then maybe just maybe, I’ll be a better man
My heart is hard and scared, from the lessons I’ve learned
Will it be different, will I get burned
My wounds are fresh and bleeding, seems their never gonna heal
A Twin-Tower type calamity, a sorrowful ordeal
I guess High maybe, is my expectations
Just look-in to find, some true dedication
Trying to find someone, who’s got my back for life
But I’m a prisoner of fears, can’t fix it over night
I know I’ll say things that might make her mad
And sure to do things, that will make her sad
I’ll try real hard, to get a grip on my fears
But reality is, all I got is my tears
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