vikas1485

"We can only appreciate the miracle of a sunrise if we have waited in the darkness" It’s a mess inside I can’t see the sunrise Because I’m too busy looking into your eyes I can’t tell now If they’re filled will compassion or despise Sometimes I wish I had died But I guess God had other plans I know the world is in his hands So what tomorrow brings No one knows But I can guess And say it’ll be no better than the rest I’m just a mere pest Of course I could never be the best I have to stop overthinking I can see why people take to drinking It’s a sweet voice to calm the storm But the thoughts only deform Till the poison wears off Then they’re left standing alone With no one to hold.