The Story

The stage is mine the ladder is in in front of me I need  to climb poured salt on my wounds prayed to God above he shielded me with his love no more giving I'm taking it all back I'm taking the pen  Writing the x 3 Story My Grave was in my sight I had to lift the veil off my eyes clean up the stains of regret forgive but never forget move on and watch the sun set in the distance was stuck in my head but now nothing is missing Writing the x 3 Story True love is found with grace he replaced my hate with a new found faith now I'm on my knees praising his name let's go on to higher times don't hesitate keep on your grind your blessings will come in due time  Writing the x 3 Story