...ItGOesON::::::: The Promise

Friday, March 10, 2006

I never forget the promise
He has made before me

For the passed years
He spilled it out again and again
I believe those words
Though sometimes
They don't sound real nor possible

Through out the years
They became my strength
To hold on
Though sometimes
They don't sound real nor possible

Sometimes, I fell and lost faith
Carried away by weaknesses
Drifted on the sea of emotions

I looked to the promise
The north star in the dim sky
Shines through the mist
I regained
Though sometimes
It doesn't look real
I looked at it again and again

Through out the years
It became my strength
To hold on
Though sometimes
It doesn't look real