Step On Broken Glass

Will you ever know what you mean to me?

I know the message was not clear

Everyday, since you both left

Life’s been very hard to steer.

Random skits from a troubled past

One light shines on it’s own

Sitting there is a broken man

Who thinks of nothing but home.


If only things were not the way that they are

If I could take back the hate

All the things that I seemed to do wrong

We both shared the same faith.

Understanding may seem so hard to find

With a past of broken glass

BUT I miss you more then I can hide

And I hope the time goes by fast


               The day I see you again

                             Memories frozen,

               In my mind again

                             I hope this,

               Troubled past is over now

The End

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