Lets sip that cure...

Mark wall fill of lost and pain,
here i sit uncomfortably, like when is too cold to stay still,
let sip on that cure, lets justify wrong, lets forget painful thought,
that from the beginning you bring,

Who am i doesn't matter, what i am is not a concern,
let sip that cure, lets get lost on dark hall, that seem
too shallow to understand, lets diminish painful feelings,
that hunts us every night, i am nothing more, but is less of a pain
to be so, long life i lived with nothing to stand with,
burning grounds i see, my heart tells me i can tolerate,

Bitter sweet is he, that left nothing but thoughts wonder
in clouds, grey sky i say.... i don't expect, i wait.....
lost child but did you know that's from long time ago?
care for me not i felt, so lets sip that cure, lets be still
for nothing, chances went down the drain,

You can't hear me! you poor child been lost long time ago,
i can tell by the way you man handle a stone of a soul,
that is willing to forget, still yet not forgive,
yes bitter sweet is he, that nothing he spoke was written
on lost letters, i didn't only believe what i wanted to believe,
i had let a guard down, soften heart with full of truth,
but he didn't hear me....