The Grave
You are not the crystal in my tears. You are not the reason anymore. I carve the soul of my naïve innocence in the deep valleys. I lay the remains of my torn faith under the tombstone.
My words are water poured from a cup, blood drained from the heart.
You are not the crystal in my tears. You are not the reason anymore. I carve the soul of my naïve innocence in the deep valleys. I lay the remains of my torn faith under the tombstone.
I played your songs today. I couldn't find reason to cry anymore... I didn't know what to reminisce about. Perhaps I've moved a step further away from you. Perhaps...
The rattling terror reside dormant like a snake watching its prey, the wrath of claws screech with anguish like nails piercing the rocks, the relentless cries of death bleed like the howl of a wolf...
Love has... No reason. No conditions. No logic..
Sometimes friends become enemies, but what's worse is when they become strangers. ~Hayley Williams.
The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained. ~Anonymous.
Memories are the pearls in the ocean clams..
Sometimes, you just need to hear the words from someone's mouth, even when in your heart, you already know the truth..
Minor key melodies bring out the deepest, darkest sorrows within our hearts..
There are moments like this when my mind has gone numb and empty, when I can find all that is peace and quiet in myself.
The pain will not stop. The sorrow will not sleep. The memories will not fade. For my heart will not cease to beat..
Through the colors of life and people you meet, you find your flaws, your darkness, the thorns of your white lily.
Pain is but a process of reflection, meeting yourself in another perspective for the first time. It is the final act of embracing who you are, and committing to mold the person you would become.
It is too late to think. I should not be expecting so much. Perhaps I think too highly of myself. I still believe too much..