Settle For Nothing
My Soul bleeds
for those who didn't care.
A closed door
Not a safety reed,
I cry no more
Just muddle through
I wrap my arm around myself
And gently soothe the sore.
There must be something waiting for me,
And HE will make it clear,
My soul survived another day
Then a butterfly.
for those who didn't care.
A closed door
Not a safety reed,
I cry no more
Just muddle through
I wrap my arm around myself
And gently soothe the sore.
There must be something waiting for me,
And HE will make it clear,
My soul survived another day
Then a butterfly.
wow what a nice piece, but could you elaborate on the last phrase? Then a butterfly? Does that mean you came out of that experience metamorphasis like a butterfly? Just curious.