Nihilistic

Take me to church, ’cause its a Sunday
I’ll repent my sins, it will take all day
Oh, do not worry, I will be okay
We both know this isn’t where I’ll stay

Day by day, wishing stars would align
Here I am watching none of them shine
I couldn’t leave everything behind
I guess its no one’s fault but mine

A stab on my back, I’m in pain
Knife in my hand, am I insane?
Lie in bed, I have myself to blame
Its a promise signed with my name

I knelt with my bruised knees
Praying to live life with God-send ease
But here I am back on the run
Alone in my kingdom, built for one

Published by Blues without Clues

I write what I can’t say out loud.

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