stolen
I’m far away from that place.
That place that settles in my mind.
I’m unsure if I’m ready to erase.
That thing that I came to find.
How could I with a troubled nerve?
Life is a destiny that I can not control.
I like to think that I can make it my own.
My love is on the roll.
Now that I have grown.
Grown with a troubled nerve.
My heart features your face.
And it calls out your name.
You became a disgrace.
With the things that you claim.
That I have a troubled nerve.
This isn’t what I meant.
When I said you were mine.
With the time we have spent.
You make it seem like it is fine.
To own a troubled nerve.
I wish I could delete.
The feelings in my heart.
But they make me complete.
So I can not part.
With a troubled nerve.


