Writing Love - CEDRON

I used to cope with the heavy storms

Carry angst with my hands

Cope in this sinking ship

I’m holding back but I’m losing grip

I’m writing love on my arms

Everything can chance someone said

I used to cope tied in heavy chains

An empty body in wait for bane

No hope will turn this head

I carve the quotes my mother said

I’m writing love on my arms

Everything can change someone said