My love grows stronger
But my heart grows weaker
For it need that helping soul
All the lies and pain that comes
Tares me down to loath
My body grows weaker
With every step I take
But my mussels keep excelling
I never seem to fade.
The pain I feel downs me
In sorrow and tears
But with your hands holding
You hold on tight and release the fears
The pressure arising, seen through my eyes
The darkness suppressing forcing my cries
Confusion blocks up my head
Of why this is how it has to be
Why do I always seem
To grown weaker but stronger at the same time
Is that possible in a sane state of mind
