riches to rags©
I didn't get my life's worth,
why did God take Faron from me on this earth?
Not only did i lose the love of my life but my security,
i'm scared to death of what's gonna happen to me.
Things will break down and i can't afford to replace em,
they'll then be as useless as i've been.
None of you really see the whole picture,
faith isn't gonna pay the piper.
Money can't buy happiness,
but you gotta have money to have existence.
Faron and i were such a good team together,
but me alone there's no storm i can weather.
So appreciate my words that i can still write,
cause come 1 day there'll be no means in sight.
I simply talk till i'm blue in the face,
there's just no mercy in this place.
TV just breaks the silence anyway,
i stare at the blank screen long enuff maybe it'll play.
And heck i don't need to communicate or even eat,
then when the furnace goes....
i can burn my mem'ries for heat.
I'll tell you for sure the worst part,
is that Precious Faron is only here....
as a memory in my heart.
You say God for me has a purpose,
i say how can something sinking so low....
salvage anything from this?!?!
Copyright© 2012
It's all just making me deathly sick
But permanent sleep will do the trick
Sally
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