Dearest darkest dreams, Will you please come to me? I'd rather meet you in my sleep, Than bump into you on the streets. Make me a nervous wreck, So I could wake up wiping off the sweat, And go on to living my beautiful nightmare.
Just friends, we say, as we kiss each other tenderly. Just friends, we say, as we squeeze each other tight. Just friends, we say, as we gaze into each others eyes. Just friends, we say, as we turn off all the lights.
you pried open my clenched fists placed the colorful glass into my palm and pressed my fingers closed too rough, too fast, too soon and i squeezed and i squeezed and i opened my hand to find the shattered remnants of something that could've been beautiful surrounded by a pool of blood
To her insane means crying for no reason. Laughing and crying at the same time. Talking animatedly. Being expressive. Being a little over the top with happy. Being a little too sad. Everything that's normal to me. Is insane for her
When you look around what do you see? Do you see hope? Do you see love? Do you see pain? Do you see glee?
When I look around, I'll tell you what I see. I see hell breaking loose around every turn. I see love breaking hearts. I see people loving to much - loving to the worlds end. And no glee do I dare see.
I see a world to afraid to break loose from it's chains. I see a world of hate, to afraid to stand up for what is right. I see a world that is blind. A world that cannot see the truth even if it is put blankly in front of them
However, inside the heart of just a few look and see; just try to see if you can see what I see. I see a passion unlike any other. I see a love like any other. I see hope sparkling in their eyes. I see knowledge beyond there years. I see leadership and revival in their mists. I see chains being broken. I see worship. I see a song. I see a dance. I see what they try to see.
It is those such as these that bring the world full of hell hope, and life.