Is there not a perfect moment in time?,
Where it feels like your whole world is shaking,
Like if your life has turnedd to thick grime,
And your heart is left in your hand aching,
So you ask did I not do something right?,
Then your love turns around and breaks your heart,
Suddenly your life has turned into night,
A once perfect life starts to drift apart,
In a while does your sun begin to rise?,
Yes when someone else comes and your wounds close,
Or does your life keep filling up with lies?,
Though after a while your destroyed life shows,
When your life is filled up with deception,
You should consider a close inspection.