Growing Inside

A song

Plea--se

It's growing inside of me

I can hear your memories

 

Missed out on perfection

No one to know the sins

I am made of stone

I am all alone

In this god forsaken land

I want to hold you hand

Break your wrist with love

And make sure you make it to the Heaven's above

 

Plea--se

It's growing inside of me

I can hear your memories

 

Everything is fading

Into the nothing

Into the pain of night

Nothing has gone right

You're falling into my arms

You're calling me harm

And you just don't want me

You just don't need me

 

Plea--se

Plea---se

It's grow---ing inside of me----

I can hear---your memorie---s

And they're haunting me ever more

You don't want me around any more

Pain is all I have known

And now it has grown

it's growing, growing inside of me---------

Oh----ho----hooo----

 

Plea--se

It's growing inside of--- me...

Reviews

[Kristov]

Thought provoking - inner torment - my type of writing. Thank you.