Morning Star

                                   Morning Star    

(Written by: Chris Romero)

It’s a fact, how you can’t change the past.

Images and delusions still remain inside my head.

Which I didn’t think would last.

There are never the right words, nor is there ever truly a perfect time.

It’s a day to day struggle, a battle of my soul heart and mind.

Can’t forgive myself, nor can I forget what others have inflicted onto me.

From seeing and feeling, to being inside, I don’t know I’m dying.

Inside a teary night, a fight to hold back tears, for what was said.

Don’t know whether to believe it, or shrug it.

Was it real, or was it just made up inside one’s head.

Why you tell me the things you do, asked Libra.

Aries rams sure hurt, but man can only act like they don’t for so long without

One star, that shines off in the distance.

A lonely and lone shining star seems so distant.

When before it seemed so close, one could reach out and touch it.

Now it reminds me of myself.

Farther away and less understood, then when before.

All was clear.

It seems as if the puzzle fits, but I know the truth.

I’m going to die alone in my only world.

The only place, I ever really had a home.