Your Heart Had a 9-11(nine-eleven)
Your Heart Had a 9-11(nine-eleven)
Have you ever been so upset that you wana cry but cant?
Your heart is at an extreme pace, you look in the mirror there is no face but a reflection of a self disgrace.
Your heart sinks lower to where you can feel it at your feet
Your toes start to tingle because they have never felt anything so awful.
Awfully painful, to where the sensation creeps back up to your mind, crawls to your spine and stab you from behind, what a crime?
Shame that is, when you drop dead cold, feeling alone, like a non lyrical song or a man without a home.
Like him you are starving for comfort, love, and a peace of mind. O God! O God, Y?
But your anger is controlling you like a criminal master mind; you’re so blind that you can’t see the happiness that was meant to be.
A tyrant in your soul has taken your joy; he took you on a ride where you will soon crash into people, places, and things that will stumble over you.
Your spirit is dying all because you’re so upset that you won’t start crying.
And because your tears won’t fall you stall on making your way to heaven.
You crash; your heart had a 9-11(nine-eleven)
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