I only know how to walk with tears To learn something else is my biggest fear The slamming of doors is all I hear Stories of heroes but none come here Will anyone care when I can’t breathe air Or will they stare and watch as the end is near I only know how to walk with tears Because life is maze made of fear
Again and again I go back to it. To its slimy and suffocating grasp. It’s clawed grip on my heart.
Why am I not committed? Maybe a part of me likes this world I am in. Maybe a part of me likes how broken the world is. Maybe a part of me doesn’t want the world to get better. My spirit and flesh is weak then who can I fight with and against?
Don’t let me go there again....o please. I want to be led into that promised land. What if I can’t make it? What if I am not perfect. Not the perfect leader...the perfect child of God. Why am I stressing? Can’t B r E a the.
Oh the pain of the grip on my heart. It’s claws digging deep. It’s claws crushing it. Can’t B r E A t H. E....
Please keep me in prayer brothers and sisters in Christ :)
Have you ever loved someone so much it hurts? Like, it physically hurts. Every time you're right beside them And they don't step closer Tuck you into their shoulder Make you feel safe in their arms It's like a punch in the gut And your chest seizes up And you think you'll never breathe properly again Until they love you too
Today I got blue hair. And it felt so good. Finally a change, something new for me.
It's night and I can't breathe. I hate myself suddenly. And those tears I can't hold back. Not tonight. Because at some point I do have to go down. It appears to be tonight. So I cry myself out. Another time. Another awful night. Another restless sleep.
And tomorrow nobody will notice. It's a new day. So: just gotta continue to survive. To be the one, how everybody knows me.