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Alex John Peace Jan 2018
I'm so tired,
tired of feeling empty,
tired of feeling pain,
so scared of getting hurt again.
Tired of feeling worthless,
It's been so long since I felt true happiness.
Tired of constantly fighting a loosing battle,
tired of the roller coaster of emotions every single day,
tired of pretending that I'm okay.
Up down up down and round and round,
my mind's a mess all scrambled like eggs.
Anger, frustration, fed up of being in the same dark place.
And I try my best but I get tired of always getting knocked down every time i try and get back up.
Makes me want to just give up,
throw in the towel and not give a ****.
Alex John Peace Jul 2020
I got trust issues,
years of abuse,
turned my heart dark it's so bruised,
beaten black and blue,
tell me what do you do,
when everyone you trusted ends up mistreating you?
empty promises,
I don't want to know what you got to say,
cause they're just words to me.

I got trust issues,
I got scars that run deep,
deeper than the scars that you see on my skin.
I got scars that haunt me from within,
it's hard for me to talk about,
yeah it's hard for me to admit.
Alex John Peace May 2018
You say you love me,
but you're the one who walked away,
you say you want me,
but you're the one who gave up on me,
you tell me you've changed,
but every time I take you back you stay the same.

You tell me to open up to you,
but every time I do you don't want to know,
you want to know what goes on in my head and the truth is I'm scared,
scared of getting hurt,
scared of being left out in the dirt,
truth is I don't know how to feel,
truth is I don't even know what's real,
not anymore,
because all I feel is emptiness,
yeah I'm a mess,
but I'm trying my best,
yeah baby I'm trying my best,
I just want to be happy and not have all this stress,
truth is I love you girl,
more than anything in the world,
but I'm broken,
and so are you,
we're two broken souls,
who don't know what to do

It's insane because i love you and hate you all the same,
truth is I'm drained,
and the tears won't stop falling down my face,
I want us to work,
yeah I want to be able to find a way,
figure something out before we fade away,
I want to tell you that we're gonna be okay,
but how can I when we go round in circles every day,
half of me wants to believe you when you say you've changed,
but half of me wants to show you the door,
tell you enough is enough and I can't do this anymore,
so I sit and reminisce about the good times,
when we would go out to karaoke nights,
when we had good vibes,
before all the fights,

I know I'm no saint,
I know I've made mistakes,
and I'm not proud of the things I've done,
I'm sorry for being such a ****,
I don't wanna lose you,
but I feel so battered and bruised,
I'm trying to hold on,
but I'm hanging by a thread
it's left me thinking
what if there's nothing left,
what if out relationship is dead,
so many questions running around my head,

I need some air to breathe,
I feel like I'm slowly suffocating,
and my arms will continue to bleed,
I need some clarity,
because right now I see nothing but darkness in front of me,
you mean so much to me,
I wish you could just see it,
I wish you could just believe it,
I just want you to see that,
I'm not like your ex girl,
nah baby im no fake girl,
I live in the real world,
I've been through more **** than an episode in Emmerdale,
my whole life is like a TV soap,
why do you think i smoke,
because im so **** stressed and struggling to cope,
so many times I've considered ending it all with a rope.
Alex John Peace Jul 2020
My past isn't pretty,
I have a darkness inside of me,
I want to show you,
but I'm scared you'll see me differently,
I'm scared that if I show you my scars,
it would be too much for you,
so tell me baby?
If I told you the truth and opened up to you,
would you run away too?
Or would you stay,
hold me close and tell me that everything's going to be okay?
Alex John Peace Dec 2016
Dark thoughts race through my head again,
my demons are back to haunt me like unwanted friends,
a disappointment that's all I am,
I have nothing left in Me,
I've done all I can.

Dear mother hear me now,
try and understand that i just want to make you proud.
All i seem to do is let you down,
why can't you see the person that I am.

The scars on my arm run deeper than you think,
they tell a story of the darkest secrets that i keep.
So many times I've needed a mothers hug
So many times I've wanted a mothers love
Alex John Peace Jul 2019
There are voices in my head telling me I'm stupid and worthless,
"might as well give up now 'cause you're never gonna be good enough; you can't do this..."
But the voices are wrong,
and every time I get knocked down,
I will get back up twice as strong.
See you can keep beating me until I'm black and blue,
but you will never defeat me because nothing you say is true.
I am a warrior and I will stand tall,
you can no longer brake me or make me feel small.
Alex John Peace Jun 2015
We're the walking wounded,
broken inside,
trying to fight these demons in our mind.
we're the warriors of a war,
you can see from my scars how many times I've fallen apart.
But every time I pick myself up,
I know I'll keep fighting,
I'll never give up.

Dealing with depression and anxiety,
can be a struggle in this society,
It's a dark and lonely path,
but help is never too far.
Sometimes it's hard,
when you feel like everything is falling apart,
but we are warriors,
broken and scarred.

Together we stand,
united as one,
step by step we can overcome,
the demons in our mind,
like soldiers we'll fight.
With the support of one another,
we can shine so bright.
Alex John Peace Jul 2015
Let down, time and time again,
abandoned by people who you thought were your friends.
What is wrong with this society?
Why can't the government see,
the desperate cries for help,
to stop this pain and misery.

We are not loved,
We are broken down and torn apart.
We've been left wondering who we can trust,
but still we fight for the justice that we seek,
deep within our hearts.

The government they do not care,
about the cruel realities of life,
that some people have to grin and bare.
Homeless people roam the streets every single day,
How can we just walk by and pretend everything is ok?

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