Sunday, September 10, 2017

nothing is random ..

Your heart is on fire.. Burning through your mask, Scorching the walls around your heart... Melting the glass turning the ice to water... Washing away your pain
Soaking your fear with your courage..  Fight against the lies you were told ... whispering of something called 'love' .. And i begin to believe when i became old,
If only you're in my sight, If only you could hear my screams at night.. Alas, Now the tears roll down the eye, tell the woman in your mirror...  love doesn't a big lie, Tell  her someday there'll be sunshine, which seems so dim through the cloud of lies, someday I'll fold all life burdens in the hand of an angel ... and someday I'll float into the horizon of his skies.