I get the feeling we're playing hide and seek
You look my way, but you dont really speak
I sense you're avoiding me, frankly thats unsettling
Cause the idea of being without you is really upsetting
I don't want our relationship to be a game of tag
and please don't take this as me trying to nag - but-
I don't want to have to run around and chase your ass
Ughh, you know I'd do it anyway, so please dont run that fast
That feeling when you aren't really sad
but you just feel really empty.
when they ask "how are you doing"
but really mean are you over it
when you have heard the line
''just doing it for attention''
When you just don't feel good enough
no matter how hard you try
me too .
What a good boy you’ve become.
Hide your feelings, let your heart go numb.
The fiery sprint,
Now a worthless stint.
You scream for the warden to set you free
While you, in your own hands, hold the key.
Your room becomes your prison.
Drown your soul, before it has risen!
Scrape the flesh of your ribs,
Reveal what lies beneath,
A cold heart with no care for life,
An empty bag, filled with blue blood.
In your eyes once shined a light
Now your thoughts fade to dark, a starless night.
Your screams pierce my ears.
They remind me of my own fears.
One day the sun will rise,
And with it, the meaning of breath.
Why we live and why we die
Has to be more than to say goodbye.
Reflecting into my vision
Reading between the lines of my own mind
Rotten judgement is what I seem to be
Ripped away from what I know about myself
Reviling is what I am accused of
Right or wrong doesn't seem to matter anymore
Responsibility knocks on my door
Reduce the yearning
Remorse fills my eyes
Rolling my eyes in mockery
Blood running down my leg like it's trying to escape where it came from. I know the feeling. Feeling trapped. Feeling confined. Feeling like you can't move or breathe. Then all of a sudden a blade cuts you out and releases you. You're free. What do you do? You run. You run and don't look back.
i spend my days waiting
for the awakening
of these tides
inside my mind
i hope you don't mind
i depend my days
on my trembling feet
and shaking hands
gambling on what's to come
i hope to survive
i whimpered as
i have been trapped
i have been played
i have been manipulated
by myself and by the time itself
There’s this dream I’ve been getting ever since I was a baby.
with each jump
on the horison. i keep
of rolling hills theres mountains with jumping but
landscape no trees in sight. i try
im in this i try to walk but i keep gettingfaster
i jump too high
i try to stop
but i cant
then i hit the ground
And then I wake up.