#nochance
Everything’s broken, shattered,
Scattered completely asunder.
And I’m left as a steppe mat grass.
Only crows go round and thunder.
Only crows go round, and their wings
Chase out my reckless life.
I should run after her, but I’m beat.
I can’t catch up with her. I’m lowlife.
I’m lowlife. I can’t hand her back.
I would apologise! I'd confess!
Everything went amiss with us.
It’s a shame that we'll get no chance.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 6:03 PM UTC
A little attention is all I ask for
Just a smile to be sent my way
I've yearned it for what seems like centuries
This crush I have hasn't gone away
If only you felt the same
And gave me a chance
I'd take down all my walls for you
You'd never again have a cold hand
My best friend tells me to move on
And I'm sure she knows what's best
But the chemistry we share is undeniable
And my thoughts run without rest
And I know that you are straight
You've made yourself explicitly clear
I know I read too much into it
I'm the reason that my heart tears
Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning
Because I can't catch my breath
But drowning in my emotions
Sometimes feels the best...
I'm trying to move on
because I know for sure I'M TOO YOUNG
to feel this way for someone
So instead I sit in my own silence around you
And bite down on my tongue
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
I still care too much for a shadow that had once loved me.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 9:21 AM UTC
She lays in her bed feeling like she's laying on cement.
Nothing feels good anymore.
It all hurts, it all feels so out of reach. Just out of reach. Everything is always just out of reach. Why is everything just out of reach?
Why does she do everything right and get nothing in return?
Maybe it's not right.
She gets her hopes up. She really needs to stop doing that, it creates unrealistic expectations and those are ideas that she just cannot get herself stuck on.
Is this the punishment for trying to be happy? She doesn't understand what she has done wrong, she doesn't understand what she needs to do right.
She no longer wants to do right.
People are belittling her.
People are telling her how she should act.
Her strings are being pulled left and right, down and up all at once.
She ripped a long time ago.
She sits there with a blank stare. No longer caring, she just has to agree with everyones orders and what everyone wants from her.
Her life is not her own.
Has it ever been her own?
Will it ever be?
Then it brings up the question, but does it matter?
She tries to speak but they grab it out of thin air and shake their heads at her.
Her words are not valid.
She is not valid.
She will never be valid.
It's no longer just out of reach.
It's completely out of her hands.
They have locked it in a box and hid the key.
She has no chance here.
She never has,
she never will.
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 8:21 PM UTC
Chances are
I won't get any chance
to make my dreams true
So I'll rather stay
in my daydreaming trance
away from the worlds cold
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 1:05 PM UTC
I found the woman I adore
Wandering through head shops and record stores
Glowing eyes behind her sunshades
My depression my melancholy fades
Tattoo parlors and rock shows
Are all I've come to know
My punk, gypsy, hippie queen
More beautiful than anything I've seen
But romance doesn't happen this way
I'm left without the words to say
I choke on my intentions and fears
Past pain echoes that I still hear
All my doubts break me down
Stuck on the girl I never found
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC