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Living for Hope
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Through the cracks Its just killing me slowly.
I want to run,
run as fast I can
far, far away
without ever looking back.
But its still calling me,
with that sweet and soft voice
torturing me to no end.
I wish it would stop,
so that I may forget
it ever existed.
For this pain that was born
from it, to disapear.
So that I may give room
for love!
That I move on and become
someone great.
Live a life without it,
but with a family that'll be my endless joy.
...I havn't ran
because I have hope
of were I stand.
