The tide

Andlát

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The tide
So many minutes,
So many hours
So many days, weeks and years

Finally the tide is coming in
In this sea of hate flowing from a broken heart
So much time wasted trying to claw yourself out of
Your own misery and madness
A question arose
If you would die today
Would anyone remember you tomorrow

These walls can be broken
Your sentance can be nulled
As you are your own judge and jury
Soon to be executioner
So you can be your savior

Redemption is around the corner
The smell of sweet salvation fills the air
Dont just walk away
When the mind suffers the body gives in

A question arose if you would die today
Would anyone remember you tomorrow