Last Tear

I’ve been playing the same old song in my head

Crying the same old tears; nothing left to shed

I’ve had my share of pouts and frustrations

I loved how God sent you to me or for a reason

A loving creation

You meant everything to me and then some but it’s time to move on

To stop plotting

To stop crying over lost love

A love that was never meant to be

I just want God to set my soul free!

To take off the controlling thoughts that haunts my daydreams

Taking off the chains and shackles because this life is ready for a new me

And I can’t be that new me crying and thinking about something that’s lost forever

But I still won’t say no to love, no not ever

I had my share of heartaches and pain and the tears that seem to cloud my vision

Taking a major lost in the love department and trying to heal from a wounded incision

I know God has something better for me if only I learn to forgive my past sins

All I want now is for God to give me a new life to begin

I’m not the perfect human being nor the perfect Christian

This is the real deal and not some ordinary character in a book of fiction

The love I shared with you was for real and our love was magical friction

A love too deep and full of addiction

I no longer want to feel alone, vulnerable or broken-hearted as an outlet of fear

I won’t ever stop loving you as I continue to keep your love near

But darling my true love this will have to be the last tear

Written by Lyrical Passion

A Fool Called Love

Love that lasted for a lifetime

When was love going to be just fine?

Every time cupid shoots his arrow, always thinking that’s it’s time

But I get my hopes up to claim what is mineĀ 

That maybe love was never for me; just only a bad sign

Sick of all the disappointments and happiness that turns into a temporary fix

As I think about past love and relationships that’s now making me sick!

I’m sick of this love shit!

When will it ever be my time

To find a King that will chose me

And not get scared when he almost lose me

Love shouldn’t hurt this badĀ 

Never to make you sad

But love can sometimes make you glad

When it’s the right kind of love

And not a love that is already being used by somebody else

Storing it away collecting dust on the library bookshelf

And then I have to just think of myself

Embracing the pain

This love thing isn’t a game

But I felt like my love has been played

Emotionally stressed and mentally drained for days

Knowing that I will bounce back

This is only a phase

And I have to deal with my pain and feelings for days

I hate it

The way love hurts and the way it makes me feel

I will soon have to pick up the pieces and learn to just deal

From now on my heart will be sealed

And love can’t ever enter

The way it hurts so bad like a bad splinter

Written by Lyrical Passion

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