Aftermath of Failure

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Lost completely in the aftermath of failure
I  have no idea to paint my future
There is no inspiration at all for any picture
I only think about what I lost and what never began
I tried to dance in this wicked wicked world
God wouldn’t let me be your girl
Without telling me you found another to be depressed over
I really don’t understand there is no love in this life
So I think in the weirdest way God set me free
Cutting the ties that enslave me to this mindless existence
He couldn’t bear that we remain at this everlasting distance
If I had to choose I would choose Him
Its in the sunlight
its no surprise
I have found slight movement listening to Kylie the queen of disco
She is reminding we can still exist with a broken soul
Everything is spinning around
Its in the sunlight
There is a paradise
Even on the darkest night
I see the stars shimmering through the magnolia blooms
I see that I am so tired from almost being completely consumed
I miss you
i miss the fact we never began
I hope Stockton is worth it must be he is long gone
I never regret a moment spent with you
Its in the moonlight
it floats like stardust
all those times
of making love
Its no surprise
God won’t let me be your girl
I am something from another world
of mysterious angel eyes
in the sunlight
in your eyes
there was magic
we can’t think about tomorrow
only tonight and this moment lasting is that matters
nothing has shattered
I truly went to another place in the map
i am the queen of alone
sitting on my throne
contemplating after years of growth
all the men from before just threw my love away
but God came and lifts me gently mending my broken wings
I hear the divine songs that only He sings
I surrender to HIM
this is where I prefer to be
Here I am set free
But there is no money
there is no fancy job title
the pg and e bills paying an expensive existence
all i can do is pray
here me say
come come in to my world
make me swim the waves
high upon your love
lift me up
help me because without Him I am no one
Just the queen of alone
but I am with Kylie the queen of disco
somehow just sitting here
listening to this new familiar sound makes a better hemisphere
i screamed outside before walking the dog I am no longer your slave
why don’t we break these chains
we work so hard
yet everything becomes more expensive
bombs and wars unending
trump and biden with their continuous pretending
London breed and Sheng tao still disappointing bay area friends
when will all this bleakness end
After the aftermath of failure I have no picture
I only see the blue sky
the warm sunlight
send down to make it through
I see why so many sit outside
in a tent
they found a way to make their willing slavery end
yet why are they forgotten
and women are made to feel rotten
by white clueless men who just want to f**k her and me and you
then go around empty ghosting too
God cut me off
Even in this new plan
I don’t understand
I only know when I thought i was surviving
i was dying….
with Him He calls me and I am rising….