Page 62 - Written Feelings

Tied nooses

The only ties that I've kept
Are my ties to hanging nooses
I have started to accept
I'm a man who always loses

As I'm starting to realize
Why the rainy days are dark
Clouds are forming near my eyes
Drowning me, I need an ark

The king of hell, sitting lonely
The Queen of heaven awaits
Crying to the Gods above me
Waiting at the pearly gates

Guess the heavens hate my presence
I guess God is not so flawless
Cause amongst all of his blessings
He created fear and malice

And so a cursed soul, I roam
Knowing my truth is a lie
Knowing I don't have a home
Knowing demons never die