He Is
Inspired By, Sheawn
He is my poison
and he is also my strength
he shattered me
yet put me in the best place
He once was my everything
but that has gone and faded
he once held my heart before he decided to tear it apart
so answer me this
can you sing to the deaf and expect the mute to sing?
can the blind read the music notes written upon the inked up paper?
No you simply can not
so in other words.
I Can’t go on without him
my thoughts are drowned in memories
bad and good
and each time I say I hate him, I know its nothing but lies
so he’ll be reason me to cry
and the reason I smile
so truly I do miss him all the while
