Sometimes I cry in the dark of the night.
As I lie in the bed and turn out the light.
I look back on my life, all the things that I did.
All the words never spoken, all the secrets I've hid.
All the children I had that I didnt take care of.
There may be a few that I'm not even aware of.
All the people I've hurt, all the pain I've awoken.
All the things that I've taken, All the hearts that I broken.
All the things that I said that I could'nt take back,
And what I did to myself, well I'm coming to that.
I've got drunk, I sold drugs and I live like a dog.
I have no heart at all and my mom is a fog.
As I look back on all of these things that I've done.
My past is all blackness, my is life is no fun,
And I look to the sky and I ask for forgiveness.
But does anyone hear? Only God is my witness,
And I know why I feel all these feelings inside.
Now you too should understand why sometimes I cry.

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