One person in your life can shake the ground you walk on forever without a second thought.
Your own anxieties bring insecurities that make you lose trust in people. It's not always their fault, but when those sneaking feelings end up being true, ******* it takes so much to come back from that.
Distrust and uncertainty seep into everything moving forward. You can't help but compare and see similarities. ***** the glaring and incredible differences, you will still find ways to not trust him. It's not fair to him, but you feel jaded like it doesn't matter anyway. Continue building those walls and slamming more bricks up there each and every time you have a concern, warranted or not.
You'll push everyone away because you will never be able to let go of those parts of yourself.
I laid in bed all day I can't be here any longer I wake up just to stare At my face for a minute in the mirror
I'm travelling 'cross The miles stretched across my face And the marathon my fingers run Across my expanding body
And in my dreams while i'm awake I see this brown haired girl Even though there is no face I know that she is beauty and grace And while i drive I hold the hand Of someone who does not exist And taste the smell Of somebody who only lives inside The cracks of my brain
And maybe she is me Cause i'm the only one So far that could love myself As much as I deserve And I deserve more
I open myself Beware of silver tongues The devil places People in your life Just as the Angels do
She took a part of me She knew exactly what she was doing With my soul And I, young Not jaded enough Fell into the well I fell into being used But you didn't get much, huh?
She wasted her time With someone who presented Such a simple mind But if she couldn't dig deep and find The person I've been trained to hide She wasn't worth my time Then why can't I get this demon From my head?
I've tried Yet the memories My brain rings embarrassing Replay to me at night Did I truly think I had a chance? With 100 pounds of nonsense? Sure, I tried Forget that waste of time In time, I'll forget that waste of time
I keep leaving ruby petals on sleeping eyes. The delicate pieces of my heart given away like souvenirs. Memorabilia, a fragrant lingering memory of me. I hope they bring you joy. A reminder of how truly and deeply one can love another. It only saddens me that hesitation now precedes passion. As Im growing older, colder, and farther from my roots. Won't someone hold my rose heart together, thorns and all.