Make It Simple

I walk home, mending a broken heart,
Wishing to begin again from the start…
But life isn’t that easy to get by,
And you can’t just spread your wings and fly up high.

There’s so many memories that I hate,
And so many more promised by fate.
Not many happy things will always linger,
And my past is marred by dirty fingers.

So I look at the sky and curse at God,
Knowing that he can’t end my sobs,
Wishing that I could forget the nights
When the two of us would hold such fights.

Life is so complicated in so many ways,
And everything is glazed with hate.
So this, I’ll ask you with my heart:
Just make it simple from the start.