Done.
Call me when your better, And have taken the time to heal. Write me a letter, When you know which pain is fake and which is real. Text me when you realize, You were wrong and I was right.
I am open minded, and love descriptive words, and detail.
Call me when your better, And have taken the time to heal. Write me a letter, When you know which pain is fake and which is real. Text me when you realize, You were wrong and I was right.
You can't just leave me here, after all that we've been through. Don't you see that I would take a bullet, I would die for you. I won't let you leave, I will make you stay.
Today was good, But it could have been better, Yesterday was fine except for the weather. I woke up, And got out of bed, I had a headache, Must have hit my head.
I'm battered and bruised. I'm cut and I'm scraped. I've taken all the pain, that my soul can take. I need some one to pick me up off this cold hard ground.
I have made mistakes in my life, but don't act like you don't too. Nobody is perfect so why do you say that's not true. I have tired to reason, I've tired to understand.
Heart beats fast, sweat starts to form, you hope that this moment will last. You feel the warmth, every touch sends shivers down your spine. Dreams, visions, and thoughts fill your mind.
I thought you were a friend, but I guess I was wrong, because you told my only secret, now I have none. It was personal and private, and when I asked you if you had told, you denied it.
Now, 75 years later in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books. - Harper Lee ( author of "To Kill a Mockingbird" ).
I'm stuck in the front of no mans land. There is nobody here, I'm all alone, nobody to lend a hand. They say I'm a man now, but I'm not so sure. People are dying by bullets and being put in the Earth.
Take a deep breath, in and out. Lower your voice, there is no need to shout. I'm right here feel my touch. Slow your pace there is no need to rush. Drink some water and clam yourself down.
Drip, drop hear it fall on the floor and down the wall. It covers the ground and dampens the air, it slithers through cracks getting almost everywhere .
It tells time, and sits on a wall, a desk, or a hand. It is very important in most people's lives and holds power over man. You can turn it on and turn it off, but time still goes on.
Take time to understand what I've been through. Take time to know who I am and what I do. If I take time out of my life to get to know you, I expect you to do the same thing too.
What are you looking at. What do you see. Who are you staring at. Is it me. What are you thinking. I'm dying to know. If I asked you, would I already know?.
Whether we are hooked on drugs, alcohol, love, or something else. We have all come across something in our lives that we just couldn't let go of..
Why does it tick. The clock I mean. Why is that the girl over there can never have a good dream. Why do we do things that are wrong. Why do some people feel like they need to belong.
She cuts and bleeds, but feels no pain. He smokes some weed with nothing to gain. He cries every night, but no one hears. She wants to run and hide from all her fears.
I climbed in a boat and sailed off to sea, but you did not climb in and sail away with me. I tired to pick up an oar and hand you the other, but you looked at me, scared and ran for cover.