Rebirth
A mist of wind arrived and breathed grievances through my hair
Voice like velvet threw knives through the air
Stabbing my heart with every word
Every word a sword
A mist of wind kissed me gently as it blew away.
I knew I could no longer stay
So I took my tears and my broken heart
And began to retell my story from the start
The laughs and his shining eyes
To the moment of his good-bye
I never got a say
I didn't get one more day
So I stood and cried with my broken heart
My mind tearing itself apart
Looking for the answers I cannot get
Yearning for words that have not been said.
I ran away to escape reality
Starvation was my penalty.
Crying in the middle of the night
I was looking for a fight
I grabbed a dusty old book
One I used to give a distasteful look
I opened it and began to read
This is my calling, my deed
I heard a gentle voice whisper in my mind:
"Pray. Pray for peace at mind."
I picked up my old rosary and prayed for my sins.
Prayed for a new life to begin.
In the morning I found my little cross earrings and a bottle of dye.
It was time to make big boys cry.
I smiled so big, I smiled so bright
It truly was a marvelous sight.
I was saved that night
Not from my broken heart
But from tearing myself apart.
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I wish I could talk to him... I'm so sorry...
Voice like velvet threw knives through the air
Stabbing my heart with every word
Every word a sword
A mist of wind kissed me gently as it blew away.
I knew I could no longer stay
So I took my tears and my broken heart
And began to retell my story from the start
The laughs and his shining eyes
To the moment of his good-bye
I never got a say
I didn't get one more day
So I stood and cried with my broken heart
My mind tearing itself apart
Looking for the answers I cannot get
Yearning for words that have not been said.
I ran away to escape reality
Starvation was my penalty.
Crying in the middle of the night
I was looking for a fight
I grabbed a dusty old book
One I used to give a distasteful look
I opened it and began to read
This is my calling, my deed
I heard a gentle voice whisper in my mind:
"Pray. Pray for peace at mind."
I picked up my old rosary and prayed for my sins.
Prayed for a new life to begin.
In the morning I found my little cross earrings and a bottle of dye.
It was time to make big boys cry.
I smiled so big, I smiled so bright
It truly was a marvelous sight.
I was saved that night
Not from my broken heart
But from tearing myself apart.
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I wish I could talk to him... I'm so sorry...