I have warred against nations
Of fear and personal disability
I have witnessed the creations
Of man's scourge and mobility
I've fallen so hard
that I could bare not to look back
And I've messed up so bad
That my only feelings were the darkest shade of black
But when I can see where I am failing
I see why it's not okay
Because when I see where I am standing
I see I had expected for all to come my way
YOU ARE READING
In the Garden Primeval, where I'll pray for you.
PoetryI have a plan for you You'll deal with it all And with the weight of the world on your shoulders you'll face a fall People won't catch you Many times But I'll pray for you They'll come in time
