Burden Me by MwsR
Working through the part of the past
Not seeking any trouble or for itoall to last
I’ve made demons from thoughts
Walked out when I should of halted
Excused bad behavior for premise of love
Took more than I should of because of blood
Things were construed and misrepresented
Parts of me were damaged along the way
Forgiveness came more easy than my own understanding
Fractured I created a new person
Little did I know about such things
More than not I had to keep dredging it all up
This was to preserve the newness in me
Sadly the old one never did leave
In a dream or sudden thought
All of my world seems to halt
I feel the tearing down and the crumbling weight
What would be the reason for it all?
Is it a great revelation that is to come
Perhaps something new will spring from
One’s life might make no sense
Things might get buried deep down and never leave
Parts gets broken and yet they will live on
Life is more than eloquent words or a song
It is the triumph of keeping on.
