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I've let the winds comfort me I've let myself be swept away When the stars hid behind clouds hued grey I've sat and waited for silver linings and new day. But now I can't keep the winds on a leash Forgive me, for what I might end up saying, please? Because I've kept the band of silence wrapped around my mouth for long, And tonight I don't have it in me to be strong. I remember the times I use to play, with toys coloured in hues of yellow and grey When my mother tucked me into dreams with a sweet lullaby When the wounds I got healed up in time When I didn't get lost because I had a hand in mine. When the only monsters I was scared of were under my bed I've grown up, but they still scare me; they are now in my head. There are people smiling with eyes freezing cold There are ones that call "Angel", and push me into the storm. There is a society that always wants to judge Compares, constricts and locks me in a room of their hollow morals gathering dust. There is a love that doesn't make sense Wasn't it supposed to make you whole? Why do I feel, all pieces and ripped soul? The fairy tales lied, there was no 'happily ever after', after the end. You say, I'm not good enough, How do I tell you that I already know? What is pretty about a face stained with teardrops shed in the dark of night alone? How do I tell you about my broken smile? My eyes that shine, not with my happiness but of those in my life. How do I tell you about how I've loved and lost? That I still dream about the dead hand I never got to touch. Do you know that abandoned ruins and thunderstorms resemble me the most? Because under the masks I wear, there are wars I fought How do I tell you I feel lonely? Because they all claim they're different, but the ones that differ, are left alone. How do I tell you you're my only friend? Because everyone I love leaves me in the end. How do I tell you what you already know, aren't you my reflection in the mirror on the wall?
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 5:39 AM UTC
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I've let the winds comfort me I've let myself be swept away When the stars hid behind clouds hued grey I've sat and waited for silver linings and new day. But now I can't keep the winds on a leash Forgive me, for what I might end up saying, please? Because I've kept the band of silence wrapped around my mouth for long, And tonight I don't have it in me to be strong. I remember the times I use to play, with toys coloured in hues of yellow and grey When my mother tucked me into dreams with a sweet lullaby When the wounds I got healed up in time When I didn't get lost because I had a hand in mine. When the only monsters I was scared of were under my bed I've grown up, but they still scare me; they are now in my head. There are people smiling with eyes freezing cold There are ones that call "Angel", and push me into the storm. There is a society that always wants to judge Compares, constricts and locks me in a room of their hollow morals gathering dust. There is a love that doesn't make sense Wasn't it supposed to make you whole? Why do I feel, all pieces and ripped soul? The fairy tales lied, there was no 'happily ever after', after the end. You say, I'm not good enough, How do I tell you that I already know? What is pretty about a face stained with teardrops shed in the dark of night alone? How do I tell you about my broken smile? My eyes that shine, not with my happiness but of those in my life. How do I tell you about how I've loved and lost? That I still dream about the dead hand I never got to touch. Do you know that abandoned ruins and thunderstorms resemble me the most? Because under the masks I wear, there are wars I fought How do I tell you I feel lonely? Because they all claim they're different, but the ones that differ, are left alone. How do I tell you you're my only friend? Because everyone I love leaves me in the end. How do I tell you what you already know, aren't you my reflection in the mirror on the wall?
Sometimes, you are the best ( and the only friend ) you have. I wrote this way back. More as a rant. More as an escape for leashed emotions. I'm not sure how it has turned out to be. It looks a mess to me, but hope y'all like it.
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 5:39 AM UTC
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