Pain... (Brandy's Interlude)

Oh lord I’m tired Of being here Oh lord I’m wired To feel my fears I Watch these tears fall just like they raindrops And now I blame God while on this rooftop Cause I am in pain I can’t stop Just wanting these thoughts outside my head I wake up and then I feel That this pain is really real, hold up Does anybody else feel hopeless or Feeling broken or Losing focus more rough than you’ve ever been I’m in grief In disbelief of everything within this week Call it pain I call it peace Call it change no I can’t grieve Though I’m in pain I’d like to keep it hidden Within these writings are my silent thoughts No sly remarks against my rivals’ art No hidden arks just vivid visions from my lonely heart Listen closely I’m omnipotent I’m potent a poet writer chocking I’m facing closure while closing my sister’s casket slowly I got these questions for my lord and savior Is it me you saving last to put the pain to pen and pad? I see my dad having a hard time crying Father in loss of his diamond Blood always thicker than water How does one mourn their your daughter? Problem addressing like a math test If this a test I think I failed because I’m past pissed God Believe in past tense God Just bring her back please God I’ll call her back God I swear Just one more time please forgive, God