Monday, May 2, 2016

Sure Things

I can't do it 
I draw words out 
Like spilled paint 
That never dries 
It is you standing there at the edge of every breath I take 
I fight every moment 
But you are there - 
Knocking on every door - 

I look to the sky 
On every night drive 
The Stars guide me home 
Tell me not to forget in faith tonight 
I feel you at home inside my eyes 

Sitting looking out 
I know you want what's best for me 
But you were what made me best 
You see 

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