*I want to do a movie-marathon,
Running from morning til noon to midnight.
Watch all the saddest movies ever filmed.
Or spend this day reading stories, novels, proses.
All told by broken souls, fueled by heartaches.
'Til all these pain metamorphose and birthed into tears.
'Til all these hurt goes away along with this release.
For,
I am growing tired of saying "It's okay. I'm fine."
Enough of the lies!
Those lines..
It kept me from being human,
For it suppress
the cries,
the screams,
the state of fragility.
It kept me from feeling weak,
from being vulnerable.
And,
I need to hear your voice, to soothe my restless soul.
I need to feel your hands holding mine, making me feel that i am not alone.
I need to see that look in your eyes, penetrating inside me,
reviving embers of my being
that is slowly drifting away.
I need to...
Oh please!
I need you.
Anything you can offer to take away this emptiness.
***Until I can see I.
Until I can hear me.
Until I can feel and be myself again.**
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
*I want to do a movie-marathon,
Running from morning til noon to midnight.
Watch all the saddest movies ever filmed.
Or spend this day reading stories, novels, proses.
All told by broken souls, fueled by heartaches.
'Til all these pain metamorphose and birthed into tears.
'Til all these hurt goes away along with this release.
For,
I am growing tired of saying "It's okay. I'm fine."
Enough of the lies!
Those lines..
It kept me from being human,
For it suppress
the cries,
the screams,
the state of fragility.
It kept me from feeling weak,
from being vulnerable.
And,
I need to hear your voice, to soothe my restless soul.
I need to feel your hands holding mine, making me feel that i am not alone.
I need to see that look in your eyes, penetrating inside me,
reviving embers of my being
that is slowly drifting away.
I need to...
Oh please!
I need you.
Anything you can offer to take away this emptiness.
***Until I can see I.
Until I can hear me.
Until I can feel and be myself again.**
I cannot cry when I'm depress.
And right now, i cannot cry.
I'm in so much need of tears.
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