When I reach to you, will you help me?
When I get to tears, will you stay?
To comfort me and to guide me
Every step of the way?
I know that I'm not perfect
I know that I can be blind
But know that I'm still human
I need help to realize..
That I'm not a mistake to be with
I'm not a mistake to love
That I was never just chance to say
"I already experienced that" to everyone
That I'm not just another
That I'm actually someone worth a ****
Will you help me realize
That I can live a happy life?
Living broken in this empty room
And lying here alone..
I think about all the things
That make me feel forlorn
Will you be there to help me?
Will you be there to touch my heart?
To let it heal and grow again
With happiness for a start?
I know that I'm not wise
I know that I'm not strong
But maybe this time, with all your love
I can change my life with a lighter heart
Finally be convinced that all of me
Can be the person I always wanted to be
Can you please stay here and try?
Even just for a little while?
When I reach to you, will you help me?
When I get to tears, will you stay?
To comfort me and to guide me
Even just for a single day....
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:41 AM UTC
I’ve lost faith in me
My strength faltering under the weight
Of the world around me
I’ve lost faith in me
Since I let myself fall for you
It was my courage that tempted me
To hold your hand
Respond to your smiles
And make me believe in a lie
Why did I let myself fall from my inner grace?
My heart was so strong, I had wings that could soar me high!
Yet I chose to cut them off myself
To keep myself grounded and bound to you.
You were the greatest lie
You were my ultimate sin
You were my drug, my addiction
My greatest downfall
You left
You left me alone in a cruel cruel place
After you turned everyone against me
Twisting and distorting everything to suit your story -- a story that destroyed me
Now demons haunt me
They're everywhere I go, everywhere I turn
And not a single angel in sight
All silver linings gone
I'm going crazy
The silence of my isolation is deafening
And in this, my horrid self isolation
Only the feeling of my tears break the coldness of my skin
No words can fully describe
The inner workings of my broken mind
No tears will be enough
To satisfy the thirst for comfort or relief
And as I lay here, in my isolation
I think only of the day
When the skies will clear and end
The isolation of my mind
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC