Animosity

Posted by Robert Anderson On Tuesday, June 16, 2009 0 comments

Tonight I reminisce, tonight I die
 
Tonight I reminisce, tonight I die
I walk with all my burdens on my back
I do my best, oh Lord knows how I try
To make it there yet deep within I lack
My tears expose me as a weary man
I wonder if there is a place for me
And if there is, should I believe I can
Survive the ugliness my spirit sees
I sense the fiery buried in my heart
Has fabricated all my virtue now
While through it all I've learned to join and part
With bitterness and strife, my only vow
In which I won't forgive her for her ways
Will linger animosity always

Posted by Robert Anderson at Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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