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When we are lying there, So close we touch— My mind is blank, Touch me—anywhere.
You touch me, And I can't breathe— You're there, beside me, It's time to go—please don't leave.
Wild is my beating heart, Who would have thought it would be like this— Every part so delicately delicious, I can't even think straight—to choose my favorite part. | |
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A Broken and mangled heart, Confused and jumbled thoughts-- To think that this has yet to start.
Every second an issue, A mask you wear to hide the truth-- Something unavoidable spills from you.
An unbelievable silence falls, Thickening this already liquid thick air-- Stumbling and crying; All there is left to do is get down on your knees and crawl.
A breath of despair, You're lost and suddenly drowning— It's like in the turn of the tide; this game is no longer fair.
You've lost yourself, you're broken, Something that you just can't change— Remember all those times you let those words go unspoken.
It's not over, This isn't the end— You don't have to continue to suffer. | |
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I couldn't even understand if I tried, I'm still confused about those nights I should have cried. You delight my very soul with your sweet words, Loving you seems insanely absurd. Would anyone really understand our feelings, We seem so caught up in these worldly dealings. Will this even last, Are we moving a little too fast? I don't want to get hurt again. I don't think I can handle it. I believe we can make it work, But my anxiety keeps me pulled back. | |
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I see you and I'm feeling numb, I've lost all my senses—feeling dumb. Broken—shattered, pieces, this is a whisper of my departed soul; My mind remains a lost and dark black hole. Somewhere, I can hear the happiness I once had, Now my departed happiness is nothing but a crumb of what is now sad. Lost in my own thoughts—confusion as to what to do, Enjoying this moment is like drinking pasty glue— It doesn't taste very good. | |
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Haunted—frightened— Someone in the background screaming, Laying in a pool of blood another victim lies dead.
A heart of stone—broken— The night so dark it’s horribly morbid; All of those words, arise, that were left unspoken.
Crying into the night—delight— Who could have done this deed? Shock sets in at this inhumanly sight.
Born of hate—love— A child stuck between two veils, Held and strangled by a hand with a satin glove.
How could this be—unseemly— Broken, yet delightful—frightened, yet love; This is a deed that indeed was done keenly. | |
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Mangled and twisted, I don't know where I am anymore. Who am I and why am I here? I'm not so sure I want this to be over— But I find myself no longer longing for you. You won't get out of my head, But neither will he. My mind is no longer my own— I find myself confused and dazed. No longer sure what to do about this new problem, I'm still slightly in love with him— But falling fast for the other him. My heart is aching, my mind is breaking; Losing grip with reality. Save me from me, before I get hurt— I'm burnt and bleeding still. My heart has had enough of you, So I'm trying to move on; But now I'm not so sure I want to. What on earth do I do? God, please, shed a little light on my battered soul. | |
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Fast & slow, Every moment passing my feelings grow. Day & night, Seeing you brings me a heart warming delight. Breathless & breathing; All my anxiety leaving. You are my air I breathe; So now I will beg you, Never do leave. | |
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This horror of my mind which my life has forced is driving me crazy, I have lost my senses. I am so numb that it hurts, I cry myself to sleep when things get really bad. I am a bottle and the cork is stuck, I am a hurricane of lost hope and bright dreams. Things in my life don't make sense, I lose my way constantly. You seem to be my light, You are burning so eternally. I am better for you, I am right for you. I worked so hard; I have come so far— I will not let go now. I cannot for the life of me let you go, You keep my heart beating. I breathe for you, I would die for you. I will wait my entire life through, Just for you. You're my ever lasting hope, I am just so scared. How can I horde this feeling of happiness and hopelessness all at once, I wish you to be my mountain— Or my stable to lean on. I know this makes no sense, But please try to understand. | |
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The air is thick like mud; In the distance, the slow drip drip of – Blood. The moon hovers over the black water, No reflection shown – Vampiric.
A werewolf howls – full grown. This fog clogs the lungs of the weak; The raging wind – speaks. Then again is the slow drip drip drip of— Blood; The ground crawls – cud. Black sludge seeps through the cracks – A frightened girl becomes a vampire's snack. | |
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I want so bad to scream it in your face; Every word from your lips makes me want to die, You often make my feel like I have some sense of disgrace. I take a deep and reassuring breath; But it burns and all I can do is cry. It hurts so bad, I'm not sure why… | |
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