Is it just another perspective? Or is it a much broader lie? Is it what makes you fly into the sky? Or is it that something that helps you through the night?
Is it just an expression of thoughts? Is it just some feelings that you bought? For someone, from someone? Or is it everything that you sought?
Is it like writing your life script? Or yet another piece of paper that you ripped? Is it just some words you could gather? Or is it out there forever, Once you pieced those words together?
Is it just a combination of phrases and words? Or is it expounding on a fairy tale that you heard? Is it just a mysterious experience? Or is it something more serious?
Is it an escape from this cruel world? Or is it a declaration of truth with a banner unfurled? Is it like God speaking through you? Or is it always within you? Maybe in different forms and styles, Something that makes you stop and stay awhile?
Is it a catharsis of a tragedy? Or something to help you keep steady? Is it ever hostile? Or does it always makes you smile?
Trying to tame that which is within is a counter defect too something even more excruciatingly impossible too seemingly dabble right into! All because nothing truly ever remains the same afterwards...when all limitations are shot clean straight off the market! A market that is ONLY of the making towards what truly is from within, that harms ALL products into a complete stasis of "subjugation". Subjugation is how this thing (from within) is desperately trying too fool you into even trying to reach out from within (first and foremost). Actually, there's NO telling what could happen when you even try to "reach out from within"??? Since nothing is truly trusting when limitations start to burn out! Like a "spark plug" inside a cars engine that burned out because it short-circuited too many times, that it eventually wore it's entire self out cold! Showing that even while trying too tame (that which is within) may seem like just an incredible idea...at first.... Only until you are shown you've been left both lost and forgotten, altogether. Until you were to finally discover that nothing ever made sense to begin with. It's because you've been out cold this entire...**** time! WHY?! And why am I just noticing this now...?! Simple... Because a long, long, long...time ago... You tried to control something beyond ALL your wildest dreams of being capable of achieving! Especially while trying to tame that which is within! You can't erase the past! Just like when you are finally discovering that you've been short-circuited one too many times! Conclusion... The end result, is a massive tempting pleasure! Showing that you were obviously right about one thing... The market from within, is now spreading joy too your most wildest dreams about simply trying to merely take on that which is within! PS... What do you suppose that could mean...?
You can't even (for the very lives of your individualities) try to simply attempt your "tempting" selves into taking on (that which is within)! You will certainly lose! As you were ALWAYS...meant too!!!
I admit. I used to wake up in the middle of the night and stare at you. I absorbed your body in my eyes. Nothing amazed me more than watching a violent hostile human remain calm and intact. It was my only moment of peace with you next to me. It was the moment you reminded me of the person I first fell in love with
I think the best way to describe how I feel towards you right now is to buy a ******* useless vase, instead of adding it to the rest of your collection of useless stuff down in the basement, use it as a decoration, give it life and purpose and make a pretty flower grow in it, every now and then water it, clean the mess it makes, heck-- even take selfies with it. Next, I want you to unwillingly do the following: put this vase on an ad on Craig's list, give it for free to someone who is on the same continuum of uselessness. Done? ok, now go break that ******* vase. What? You can't? It's not yours anymore? How does THAT feel? Do you feel upset? Angry? Confused? No, you feel helpless. Well now you know how your friendship feels like and what your friendship means. Not cool. We aren't cool. Don't make me break you, it won't fix you into becoming someone I need.
You must, You just must surround yourself with people who respect you, Give regard to those who do not The path down the hill of contempt Is one not well-kept You might hear this often I do, I guess I know it’s a lot easier to write this than to do But once you leave, you will feel free Your company should never make You feel hostile and trapped You’re worn out and It’s uneasy and uncomfortable You don’t need an explanation to leave Havoc and abhorrence That’s they’re own doing There may never be a consolation to these type Of toxic relationships But that’s the beauty of free-will You are in charge of ones discretion It may be unrequited, unsettling for them But think about you now Liberate yourself Respect yourself … let them go & now, be free
Their is no sort of hell for the trip we took I bloodied my knuckles and stabbed myself You cried your eyes to your knees You've erupted into a flowing river of hate I stand by your door and hopelessly wait For you to realize i STILL love you. My cold being is in transition The icy crater I create in fear of monsters Yet you erupt and I slide back down my hole Escaping your roar and claws Reaching for the only thing I have left I hold myself and calmly say "this is a nightmare". I do not sleep in peace I assume your position hovers above me I assume you can weaken my defenses Unlock my door with a glance I fall asleep in fear that the monsters will release themselves, That angry beast summons itself and destroys us both.
This day was fused with difficulty and a newer sun The only note this night can end on, is a bad one In the rush I fell further from life, poor fortune seemed impaled The crude white's new and improved hypocrisy had been scaled A restless heart burns beneath these bones with a trembling sigh As I'm identified, it hits like vesta when these loaned emblems tie