Nails, Tears and ScarsI keep a cross in my closet, covered in nails, Representing each time that I'm sorry I've failed; I guess one more wouldn't hurt.Nails, Tears and Scars
I keep a bottle under my bed, filled with tears, Representing each ounce of pain that I've felt over these years. I guess a few more couldn't hurt.
I keep a blade in my draw, doused in blood, Representing all the scars that I've gained from this love; I guess one more shouldn't hurt.
I keep your smile in my heart, shining as bright as it can, Representing all the joy God prepared in His plan. I know that this is the greatest thin
Before and After1 Why can't things be like the way they were before? These subtle changes in you can never be ignored. You're playing ping-pong with my head, and paintball with my heart. You're tearing me apart, your ripping me apart. 5 And I hope you know I'm not trying to hurt you, I just need you to see what you've done to me.Before and After
I'm alive!
Daily Needs
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Beyond this Threshold is either a paradise of treasure, or an empty frozen hell. Only the angels know for sure.
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