There's a black cloud hovering over me,
a dark shadow -
some call it the shadow of death, but I am not dead.
It's the dark side of me, the selfish side,
it's haunting.. and it refuses to stop.
It want's me to remember the pain I've caused,
it want's me to cringe at the thought.
And whenever the sun is shining, it wont be shone on me,
because the memory of who I really am, and what I've done, blocks it.
I'm forced to go on as though nothing's changed,
but the cloud reminds me of that look in their eyes..
the look of dissapointment, the look of hate.
They've done nothing to deserve it,
and I was never worth their love..
I follow in the footsteps of Christ, and yet they are better friends than I.
There is one thing that can lift this cloud,
and let the sun come out for me again..
forgiveness is the key,
it will let the light in.
But I could never ask for such a thing
I know they're not willing to give,
the future will be filled with my repentance,
and the cloudy night.
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