Sunday, December 30, 2012

Haze

Is this life too fast for me,
Is it too late for me to be free
Or am I simply too slow
To live in this frantic flow

My mind racing around jumbled hearts
Laying on the floor, pulled into parts,
My drunken mumblings were not enough
For you to stick around when things were rough

It could have come out all wrong
I could have admitted that I’ve loved you all along
But while my mind wasn’t at it’s best,
I wasn’t in a spot to lift things from my chest

So instead I made myself a fool in front of you
And forgot how to myself be true
Part of me died that night
And thinks you were always right

As much as I hate that about the truth
I will forever remember that night of my youth,
Where a drunken night of vodka and smiles
Turned instantly into a night of hardships and trials

A night of laughter turned sour
Where my night was slumber-less throughout the hours
And the way you drove away replays in my brain
And causes a painful strain

My first memory of a drunken haze
Is impossibly lost in a daze
I was too worried about the way you felt
And how you’d react to the cards you were dealt

I was scared and upset,
My heart in utter fret
My beliefs astray
And to my God I did pray

I love you too much to have you go
I’m sure that clearly shows,
By the scared look in my eyes
To me it comes as no surprise

Is this life too fast for me,
Is it too late for me to be free
Or am I simply too slow
To live in this frantic flow

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