The AnswerAlways remember, it is the rain that makes the flowers grow. x2
So I'll pick up, the pieces from this shattered heart, and tape it to my fists. I'll fight my way out, of this hell, that says that I am not missed. The memories line my knuckles, like the time that we first kissed. Blood spills and pools beneath the punches thrown at my loneliness.
Always remember, it is the rain that makes the flowers grow. x2
God, I'm lost, and I've left home. I left my family while I, I wandered and roamed. So please, cause I know, that You know, exactly what I'm going through. When it feels, like I'm alone, like I've got nowhere to go.
GOD!!!
You take and break my legs, You place me on Your shoulders instead. Cause God, I'm lost, and I've left home. Help me go back, I am not alone. Lord, I repent. Soften this heart of stone. I give You my life. I rededicate my soul, to the King of Kings, and Lord Hosts. Your grace abounds to me, and I kneel, to Your throne.
The rain, kept falling. The lights dimmed. The car begins to spin.
It sinks in, the river. Oh God I'll never see them, again
The FloodIn those days, and also after, she had a child, a smile. She would look back. She remembered the laughter. It wasn't hard, it wasn't forced, but those calloused hands sing songs of remorse.
But that man, if you can call him that, he packed his bags, walked out on them, and never looked back.
Now she is all, alone.
Her boy, his face, a reminder of the pain she felt that day, when everything was changed.
But that man, if you can call him that, kept his foot on the gas, took the turn too fast, and let the river consume him.
No father at home. A pregnant mother and son. An emotional wreck led to the father's death. She recognized the car from the newspaper she read. Closure was never an option. For the vows that she read, regret sinks its teeth in.
But that man, if you can call him that, paired with pain and neglect chose himself instead.
He drowned to death in his regret.