For them ill sacrifice even the joy of my heart
Now is not the time for there love to be over shadowed
Now is not the time to fight for any others time but the time spent with them
Now is to forget the pleasure of a woman
To deny myself satisfaction of life because they will suffer until i am able to make thiFor them ill sacrifice even the joy of my heart
Now is not the time for there love to be over shadowed
Now is not the time to fight for any others time but the time spent with them
Now is to forget the pleasure of a woman
To deny myself satisfaction of life because they will suffer until i am able to make this right.
To end the fear in there eyes
To make my girls smile
I hate myself for allowing me to divert from the fear i have of standing trial
An innocent man headed to the gallows i wont willingly hang but have they coined a marked man?
Ive done everything i can

The only victor i can allow is me
Or there will never seize to be to the endless state of misery
Like a bafoon i became a fool
But id take any silver lining i could use as a tool... who ever says you cant fall in love in the mist of a tragedy i chose to break this one rule
Like i said im a fool
Everyday i lose more of my will
Worry about all the time alone that i need to kill
To exhausted to think
How do i not cry for all that is lost is right before my eyes
I ask myself why i choose to survive
Then i curse myself for asking myself why . But why god.... why!s right.
To end the fear in there eyes
To make my girls smile
I hate myself for allowing me to divert from the fear i have of standing trial
An innocent man headed to the gallows i wont willingly hang but have they coined a marked man?
Ive done everything i can

The only victor i can allow is me
Or there will never seize to be to the endless state of misery
Like a bafoon i became a fool
But id take any silver lining i could use as a tool... who ever says you cant fall in love in the mist of a tragedy i chose to break this one rule
Like i said im a fool
Everyday i lose more of my will
Worry about all the time alone that i need to kill
To exhausted to think
How do i not cry for all that is lost is right before my eyes
I ask myself why i choose to survive
Then i curse myself for asking myself why . But why god.... why!
© Christopher j. Jarman