Drowning

Submerged in our daily life
Fighting for our last breath
We are all living on the edge of a knife
Where sins take us to death

No one cares about others
Our unbalanced ways of temptation
That makes brothers fight brother
Or wast livesto fight our sin's dictation

Where at the point
Last words are worthless
Our soul breaks at the joint
And steps so careless

Now that we fall
And tears come to our eyes
we don't feel so big and tall
sin stops our breath....we die


by: Glen Jackson