This sin't my song or poem, it belongs to Set It Off. But it's a powerful song and it means a lot to me, especially right now. I don't want to rant about it, but my dad is dying, and I think he's going to leave soon.
Do you believe in happy endings?
Or the mendings of human hearts?
Oh, I believe in both, I'm certain
Because these curtains
Are state of the art
If you'd occasionally happen to spy on me
You'd think I'm having one sided conversations
But I hear him talking back
You'd think I may even lack some sanity
But maybe I can't let go
So I'll say I finally wrote your song at last
Sorry that this one came out so sad
Every tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense
Of life and meaning to motivate
There's no shortcuts to success
I'll wait for his guiding hands
My guardian angel until the very end
I see a cold seat on the couch
Where I remember that just four years ago around December
You sat me down and
Held me next to you so close
How I long for things to be restored
To back when times weren't quite this hard
In the car, that song you sang to me
Never rang so loud before
Oh, what'd I'd give for just another hug from you
You may be gone, but love will never die
So I'll say I finally wrote your song at last
Sorry that this one came out so sad
Every tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense
Of life and meaning to motivate
There's no shortcuts to success
I'll wait for his guiding hands
My guardian angel until the very end
Tears can't run dry when I start to cry
When I hear people speak of how
You'd be so proud of me
And now I hope this song will reach your ears
That solved all my darkest fears
I once was blind, but now it's clear
Wherever I go, I know that you'll be near
I finally wrote your song at last
Sorry that this one came out so sad
Any tear I had was shed for the man that gave me a better sense
Of life and meaning to motivate
There's no shortcuts to success
I'll wait for his guiding hands
My guardian angel until the very end
Until the very end
My guardian angel until the very end
Once again, this is by the band Set It Off, it just means a lot to me.
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Poems
PoetrySome poetry that I wrote. Lots of it is depressing, some of it is weird.
