#emotinal
People always say that there are brighter days ahead,
But when will those days reach?
I’m tired of drowning in my thoughts,
Clawing my way to the top to breathe,
And I still feel like I’m stuck.
It’s like the longer I keep telling myself this,
The days don’t seem to pass.
I’m lost, trapped, and confused,
The need for escape, nothing but a dream.
I’m turning and searching for help,
But I can’t seem to find anyone who can.
I don’t know what else to do,
I pray, I beg God to rescue me,
But I feel like my prayers are on hold.
But like always, brighter days are ahead,
I just want to know exactly when they will come.
But I guess I could wait until they come,
I’ve been holding on this long,
A few more won’t hurt me, I guess.
I’m just tired of pretending like I’m okay.
So brighter days, please hurry,
I’m waiting on you.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 8:06 PM UTC
They say life is a show that must go on,
but what happens when the show is over,
when the music fades,
the sun sets, and the curtains close?
Will everyone forget the wrong I've done,
the pain I caused?
Will they clap when the show is over—
find reasons for me to be missed?
Will the ones I love—
when they feel empty—
keep me
in their memory?
I've caused pain,
made people cry,
broken hearts—
but will any of that matter
when the curtains close?
Tears have been shed.
Will they care what I've done?
Will they stutter my name?
Will I be able to rest easy—
knowing everyone thinks of me fondly,
and leaves out the rest?
The ones who once hated me,
will they be able to forget,
and love me for the memory I bring—
leave out the rest?
Please, find a reason for me to be missed.
Forget the rest.
Time is ticking—
I only have so much—
time,
before the curtain
makes the credits roll.
Please, don't resent me
for the things I've done.
Leave the hatred,
leave the pain,
the tears—
with the closing curtains.
Find reasons to miss me.
Let me live as a fond memory—
before my time comes,
and the curtains close.
Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 7:04 PM UTC
if you're not sorry, i'm not sorry.
let's get drunk. let's get ****** up. let's forget each other's names and call each other charles and maude for no good reason.
let's go swimming in the river and freeze our ***** off.
this world, this world, this world. it's too big for us and we love disappearing in it.
if you're not sorry, i'm not sorry.
we'll write a song and these will be the only words.
we'll sing it sweet and out of tune around a campfire and watch our friends kiss the wrong people.
i wanna die smiling. i don't care when. i just wanna.
promise me you won't be around when i get boring.
promise me we won't even talk about it when the time comes for us to leave each other.
one of us will wake up and we'll just feel it. we'll just know.
that's how i want this to go.
a song with only a chorus. no bridge, no fade out, just a steady tune that doesn't get tired.
keep driving.
i wanna know what the air smells like in nevada. i wanna see it all.
if you're not sorry, i'm not sorry.
let's stop talking. keep this song on, it's my favorite.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 12:34 AM UTC