You walk beside the street wonderin' where to go. This fiercely knotted rope, holdin' onto lettin' go. What was once truth is now a brainwashed someone else. Destination nowhere with a stranger inside, a stranger beside. You don't want it; you Need it, you don't want it; you've got to Have it. The fear that takes you is the fear that breaks you and the fear that breaks you is the fear that makes you and takes you and breaks you
the cream-colored sky mixing with tangerine essence a circular fire flickers at the bottom of a darkening horizon mellow gusts twirl the earth’s luscious fibers the tang of serenity fills the heavens whilst the shadowy darkness emerges, ready to swallow the land whole.
—^—•^^— I marvel at the wonder of these tangerine sunsets
When we parted, it split my soul in two, half of me was so in love, the other half was through! Sara~ Please. don’t talk about me when I’m gone, Even if the things I said were wrong. You know my heart was true and this love belonged to you, So ~ please don’t talk about me when I’m gone. When you’re feeling lonely, sad and blue, You know this lonely heart belonged to you. You know my heart was true and this love belonged to you, So ~ Please don’t talk about me when I'm gone.
I close my eyes and try to hide the way I feel. The pain The loss Grief You are traveling back to Australia. To far to think about it . Traveling* Health Money I *couldn't even if I wanted to . I wish I could. But I can't I will just have to say goodbye. Meals The time . Get togethers Just one thing my brother was excluded To me that was painful That makes me feel so sad. Mental health there is a stigma Everyone is afraid . Not brave enough to confront it . Sweep it under a nice carpet.
Pained hearts, And the crying starts. We've all grown apart. The silk pillows are stained while pain crowds our brain. Everyone is hurt with tears wetting our shirt. No one is talking. All is heard is the sound of sobbing. There's no more happy times, because of all our little hurtful crimes. All hearts are broken. We never knew happiness was just a token. There isn't any hope. We all want to tie it, and hang the rope. We all just want the pain to end, because we know there isn't anymore happiness to lend.
I'd perfer it If you turned on your heel and just walked away And I'm not 'tired' I don't 'hate you' I just can't let you see me cry I can't let you see when I feel like dying I need the quiet To fix up my feelings To stitch up my cuts To fix my heart With clear plastic tape because ... that's the only way I can ever apear 'happy' So stand ... far away give me some space So maybe, I won't have to worry, about the tears ... on my face
“There are two types of people in the world: those who prefer to be sad among others, and those who prefer to be sad alone.”