Feeling alone, shaky
frigid Bones.
No one know my pain
360 degree shades of gray
and I must say
As I walk through the valley
of sadness and pain
I shall not fear those Happy Days
as I pray some day
those dark clouds will fade away and
the pain of past mistakes
my enemies can’t chase.
I treat with Love;
instead Love Slaps my face.
Feeling alone, but “Ol” frigid Bone still hanging
on to hope (Hope) Hope for what?
Better life, Love and Place to stay.
Hope for what? A better me
a better you for some day
the son gonna shine for a better view.
So hold your head up
so when the wind blows
your tears will dry and
your struggles shall be at a distance.
Just don’t forget your feets and
pull down on defeats.
Just to get here with true sight
for now you see it was the rejected one’s
famous trials to make you think
that He does not exist.
Now it all on you to be true
to the one who really guided you through
for those “Ol”’ frigid Bones
need worry no more:
WELCOME
HOME
MY SON
