Heavy are my feet against the concrete walkway,
Sweat drips down my face,
But I must be strongâI must,
This isnât a duty of a drunk man
âBut more of one in love,
A drunk man not drunk off drink, no, but rather love,
Love that taints my lungs,
Love can be painfulâit can,
This is the truth of the matter
âThere must be sacrifice,
Non-sacrificial love is not real devotion,
I know this all too well,...