Confessions

Today I have relieved my tears
by finding a rose, in fragile shade
but even as it's pedals blow
my cuts still do not fade.

I try to confess my misery
I try to confess my sorrow
I'm trapped within
the bitter hope
that there's always a better tomorrow.

Trying to live happily
try to kiss agonistic tears good bye
and even though he'd love me
I seem to always have tears
left to cry.

Vanity to substitute drastic hurt
though you live isolate
and in my dreams I'm confronted
with tears that I've not met.

My attempt at thus confessions
to sneak into your soul
I've searched the ends
of all horizons
to find pieces never whole.

These are my confessions
who I'm meant to be
heavens doors have closed upon
the heart thats lost in me.

My conditions irreversible
and my reality lessons its real
and though I hide some confessions
its the only way I know how to feel.

And I know
that I'm not perfect
in fact, my life's a mess
in total honesty I tell you
there's really nothing to confess.

But I try to confess my misery
I try to confess my sorrow
I'm trapped within
the bitter hope
that there's always a better tomorrow.