Sick of Crying
We always meet when it’s hot
My heart begins to pound
I wipe the sweat from my brow
It ‘s only if you were for me
I for you
I autumn winds blow whispers
The holidays grow closer
I become so lonely so year after year
It’s all that was meant to be
For you and for me
I am so sick of crying
Hearing the pain
The nearness and pain of yesterday
It was all supposed to be swept away
Then like a strike of a match
The flame burns dry
The emotions that fuel my laughter and desire
Are kicked all aside
Why did you do it
Why do play with my insides
Hey c’mon girl
You know that you know it
It’s either dollar signs or streets of what you can not pave
You bruised a heart
And it is all too real
I am so sick of crying
Tired to feel
I lick my wounds but they will never heal
You will never shed a tear in that heart at bronzed in black
I’m a charcoal reminder until the next one
You will never look back
I’m so tired…..
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