LEARN TO ACCEPT GOOD AND BAD PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE

When I sew you up
Don't let me
Stop bleeding
Tiny stitches that you placed into my skin
Won't let me go

Anxiety is love's greatest killer.

It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you.

You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.

You're scared to put yourself
Out there now
You don't open up to anyone anymore
You don't let alot of people in like you used to
You've changed
You're more guarded
Your mindset is different now
You're not the same person you were before,
Just because of one person

It's been a long time since I'm here

Maybe because you've been filling me up

And that you are my world

But, guess I'll be here more often

Since i've lost you again...

We fear violence less than our own feelings.
Personal,
private,
solitary pain
is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

It is better to have haters because you know that they already talking **** about you
Rather than having a good friend that bites you from behind

I'm living a life of misery
Always there just under me
Haunting me,
quietly alone
It's killing me,
Dead and gone,
what's done is done
You were all I have become
I'm letting go of what I once believed

Hatred is a poison that fills your body
It becomes impossible to think of anything else but the object you hatred

Sometimes I find myself crying in my room,
wishing to go home
Then I realize,
I am home
But I’m not happy here
I’m so homesick,
but I’m homesick for a place
that doesn’t even exist

The loneliness is haunting me.

And the weight of the world's getting harder to hold up.

It comes in waves, I close my eyes.

Hold my breath and let it bury me

Im not okay, and its not alright

We argued constantly
because arguing was
the only thing that
held us together at the time

I'm fixated with you

But you're  leaving me just when I thought you were mine

At twelve, she would’ve scribbled
his name all over her math notebook

At sixteen, she would’ve let him put his hand up her sweater

At twenty, she would’ve let him put his hand up anything he wanted

And now, she just wanted him to go away

Hearing the echoes
Madness grows
The years of my sinning
Teach me to show
A heartless feeling
Of pain and regret
These wounds were opened
Like lines in the sand

For the darkness
Has broken our homes
All that we wished for
Like fools on a rope
I can feel it
The desperate control
A burning passion
When love takes it's toll
Yet souls have a reason
And I won't let go

Who survived?
Somebody new?
Anyone else but you?
On a lonely night was a blinding light
A hundred leaders would be borne of you

And though I know, since you've awakened her again
She depends on you
She'll go alone,
and never speak of this again

I don't know much about your life beyond these walls
The fleeting sense of love within these God-forsaken halls
And I can hear it in his voice,
in every call
"This girl who's slept a hundred years has something after all"

As we fade into the night

Who will tell the story of your life?

And who will remember your last goodbye?

Maybe I don't cry, but it hurts.

Maybe I won't say, but I feel.

Maybe I don't show, but I care.

Nighttime is wasted on the owls
and the bloodshot eyes on the prowl
Human air, sticky skin
doesn't let much else in
Just say the word and I can be gone in an hour
say the word
and I can be gone in an hour

Hearing the echoes
Madness grows
The years of my sinning
Teach me to show
A heartless feeling
Of pain and regret
These wounds were opened
Like lines in the sand
The world is sleeping
But they still have hope so

Have you ever feared of yourself ?
Have you ever felt like giving up on what you good at ?
Have you ever felt hopeless?

We are always running away
And we don't even stop to
Think about it

Sometimes giving up is the only choice
Not everyone is as lucky

I pretended everything was fine

I practically begged you

I guess I never should have loved you

Never compare your world with someone's smaller than yours....

Because most of the time they do not want to mixed around

A razor thin on a gentle skin
Fresh blood exudes from your wrist
Forgetting fears
Realising the truth
The best you had is the best you tried