Friday, April 9, 2010

I'm all spilled out on the floor in front of me
Staring down at all that's inside of me
Facing the emptiness that is confronting me
Waiting for the storm clouds bearing down on me
All out of hope again
I'm waiting for the past to repeat itself now
Waiting for my heart to forgive me somehow
Looking for the rubies buried in the grime now
Longing and praying for the end of time now
Falling on faith again
The truth is always kinder than false hope