It probably doesnt make sense but this is how I'm feeling right now
As the days pass my soul aches,
my heart and compsure break,
I am weak without u,
The one truth I knew
Has left me with a river of blues,
I reach out to the skies and shout,
Please Virgin Mary have you no clout,
Bring back my joy,
Each day it rains an angel cries with me
Each time it floods and angel releases vengence and tries to save me
The wind blows and an angel speaks
Its words with such strenght, my soul becomes weak
I hide in the darkness of myself
All my screams and hurt goes unfelt.
Falling deeper and deeper into the bottomless pit of an empty existence.
I am shaken. Warmth embreaces me.
My eyes open, what could this be?
What has taken me from my insanities...
(the power to heal all things)