Will You hold me while we wait for Summer?
These memories both bitter and sweet , will You still --even after seeing my brokenness ?
After seeing night and day pass over what I am?
Will my unsetled fear of the unknown drive you away?
Or the glimmer in my eyes beg You to to stay?
All these thoughts-- these insecurities-- will they undo me before You?
Will the sun still rise on that warmth You placed?

here's to all the memories you had to painstakingly cut out of your soul.

To all the moments of laughter that made the lifeblood of those cherished seconds.

To the months spent putting each stich into place ,  one by one.

Here's to silenced hurt that poisoned from the inside out.

To healing.

And to never looking back.

Those familiar faces that faded into nothingness.  
The memories that I chose to ****.
All of it suppressed, just to resurface unannounced.  
What's the purpose of the struggle I had if it just seems to float back from the past.

Those ****** familiar faces...
What truths do you hide now?
What lies beneath the sudden change of heart?
Who do you say you are to me?

And to those tears, those ten thousand that fell for you.
Shall I say it was in vain?

Those ****** familiar faces ...
I wish the torment ended the day we parted ways.
What will it take?

I am the rose that grew amongst the daisies.  
I always stood out from the rest.
For so many years I hated myself.
Why God?
Why make me a rose , and not a Daisy like the rest of them?
I stayed angry with God.
Why ?
I just want to know why?!
I have to have soil just so.
I have to keep the bugs at bay.
I have to be warry of the weeds.
I have to seek the sunshine.
And the daisies?
They stay looking fresher than I.
And these thorns i was given-- is that meant  to protect me ?
Or to keep them away?
Why God?
I just want to be like the daisies.
Trade my wilting crimson petals for the snow white ones.
To be like them-- to be one of them.  
And for once be admired not from a distance--
I guess what I'm saying is;  
when will a rose be wanted and not feared?

That bitter sound the caged heart makes;
And the way  its song falters with every passing second .

No one sees the way those words sever and destroy.  
or the fallacies that grow from within;
And the poison that found its course .
What became of me ... I do not know.

Light is the heart that ignores reason.
The flutter and warmth that it brings.

Oh--to be this trusting again.

But fragile is the soul that sought through the long nights.
And the caution it treads upon.  

Light is the heart that ignores pain.

[C, E, Am, F]
Break my heart but keep the pieces
Take the pain that I don't need
Cut myself on every sharp edge
Not enough blood in me to bleed

Tried to fit it back together
A puzzle that's just too hard for me
Love keeps leaking from the fine cracks
Guess that's why it's always empty



Brittle, breaking
Cold and always aching
Hurting, burning
Dumb but never learning

I am a fool
For loving you
Less than
I love
To hate myself