how do i feel when such a sentence could actually obtain me.
disheartened by the lingering facts.
mistakes that just keep on coming back.
motivations became somewhat more barriers to overcome.
and my mind is fucked up by the drizzling pain and thoughts.
i'd wish to disappear from where i left off.
but im back to square route 1 where it all began.
i aint worthy to be in such pairs.
it's just a picture where im not in at.
im stuck like a framed glass in time.
able to see and dream.
but not accomplishing them.
i have not much guts but lotsa mojo.
where i'll never win in this love of war.
maybe it aint my luck neither the floor.
For there's No Love That Can Save Me Now.