The pain, the scars, the memories
they weigh so much
You run and you run but
the load never lifts
You laugh and dream and think
of other things but only for so long..
They are always watching and waiting
in those moments of silence
in those moments of sorrow and doubt
They spring and coil like a snake
And pull you back to the beginning..
Back to the darkness.
Looking for help in the wrong places
so many different faces
It’s too heavy to carry alone
but too much to share
Just bottle it up and hide it in there
Pretend to be happy
but never feel normal.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
The pain, the scars, the memories
they weigh so much
You run and you run but
the load never lifts
You laugh and dream and think
of other things but only for so long..
They are always watching and waiting
in those moments of silence
in those moments of sorrow and doubt
They spring and coil like a snake
And pull you back to the beginning..
Back to the darkness.
Looking for help in the wrong places
so many different faces
It’s too heavy to carry alone
but too much to share
Just bottle it up and hide it in there
Pretend to be happy
but never feel normal.
