In God's Hands©Frances Belle Parker

Broken

Being together brings us remorse
Shouting forever makes voices hoarse
Hurting each other makes everything worse
Till we reach a point we can't converse
All we do is contend the other's way
What more can be left for each other to say
Pictures we've painted make us upset
Places we've visited are filled with regret
All we keep doing is not seeing eye to eye
Our happiness is turned into tears that we cry
Being together,is never well
It seems like forever,its a living hell
Our issues our plenty, they won't be resolved
Our sins are our actions that can't be absolved
All we have left is hidden dispair
Because what we can't fix, we can never repair

xaries posted at 2:54 PM
Sunday, October 22, 2006
[©Jess]

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