every night I'm haunted in bed So I cry Every drop is a sin And I think I'm healing again But every feeling I'm feeling Is like I'm peeling the skin Always dealing with women In every show and event But when we're home or if we're out You're on your phone Every second Said that I'm an *** I said I think you're right So every conversation Turns to basically a fight Stare into my eyes And tell me what you need As I pray to god That you never leave
It kicks in late at night Bothers me Plays tricks on me I may seem happy but deep inside I am going through it Depression isnt always something you notice But these symptoms will haunt you
Never have I ever prayed that without me you would be happy. I pray that he treats you right Kisses your forehead And constantly and I mean persistently tells you how much you brighten the darkest room. I pray that your worst days aren't still and cold I pray that you keep your chin up even when all **** knocks you down. I pray that no matter how far we continue to grow apart that you will continuously love me just like I love you.
You deserve to shine as bright as you possibly can, you deserve to see the stars and taste galaxies. You deserve so much, much more than i will ever be able to give.
our love is nothing but stale how do I expect us to grow? ive held on long enough, my emotions have over flowed. give me my wings back so i can be free. Give me everything i gave to you so i can be me.
My brain endlessly plays tricks on me like a drunk and a straight line. Calling me out for every imperfection each time my heart beats. exerting all my strength i try to break way; a never ending black hole swallowed me deep. im lost. I use to wake up with my feet glued to the floor, now i hardly get gum stuck to my shoe. numb, i feel fear flourish throughout my chest. my armor, my protector. keep me clear of that hope. smother my light before it ignites.
when i do indeed believe in something someone usually takes that thing and nooses it to the hip of a train ill never be able to catch no matter how fast i run i always arrive at the platform an inch too late
ive tried multiple times to try to clear my mind, tried to be something more beautiful, exquisite, unique. but as soon as something interrupts me im back to the old imperfect selfish me
one day all the petals will fall off and you will pick another flower and you will wait and for some reason the petals will continue to fall off again you pick a flower one after one trying to make each flower last longer than the other and all you noticed was you had to buy a fake flower because the petals wont fall *~l.r.p
As we sat there Waiting for the sun to sleep I couldn’t help But examine Your demeanor. The way you held your self from The way your lips Curved when you talked The love I have for you jawline. Everything was just perfect. You me and this open field.
i have no idea why i moisturize my lips. maybe because in the back of my mind i think that someone very attractive will randomly come up and kiss me but instead its been a month or more and no one has yet to kiss me **plus my lip balm is almost gone
i want to kiss your shoulders wrap my arms around you give you everything you want and desire but instead i have to sit here and watch you fall apart piece by piece everyday