Heart Breaker
It's funny how we all can say: 'Everything is A. ok.' When really there's a broken heart, Once so whole, now torn apart. We try push our worries away, When really they just want to stay.
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It's funny how we all can say: 'Everything is A. ok.' When really there's a broken heart, Once so whole, now torn apart. We try push our worries away, When really they just want to stay.
I want to close my eyes And fall into the Never-ending slumber Of dreams against reality. Listen to my heart beating And nothing else Would possibly matter.
I'm grasping for air but there is none. Once again This fucking emptiness has won. The battle of worthlessness. Simple. I'm nothing, I confess. Shadows I embrace. It's still clear.
I just wanted you to hear me say That that fake smile you wore today, Made me think back to a life; Of tired lies and empty strife.
Dark surrounds my eyes,. And lines on my face deepen,. Just a side effect for the lies,. That I have been keeping,. The ache in my feet,. And the stiffness of my back,. Shows the many defeats,.
Your heart is pounding, Your voice resounding, Sticky palms, Mind invaded by qualms, Heart fluttering, Words stuttering, Caged in your stomach- butterflies, Threatening to reveal your fears with...
People always ask what's wrong. Truth is I have no clue. Am I mad. Is it just me. I feel alone when its dark even if I have a whole crowd around me.
Tears slip silently down her face, Her life is over- Such a waste. She's in so much pain, She cannot scream Cannot warn them before Shes done the deed.
I am on the outside, looking in. Feeling jealousy and hatred. For all who are happy. Why should I be suffering. Wallowing in my own self pity. While they are joyous,and sing sweet melodies.
I dance in a pitch black room, No one can see me there. To only sounds, gentle cloth, Floating in the air.
In my dream I'm sitting in a room, The claustrophobic walls resemble a tomb, For as far as I can see there is no door, So I sit aimlessly on the concrete floor, In the deafening silence I have room...
I keep a sliver of my silver soul,. Alive and hidden for when I'm old,. To rest away from prying eyes,. The hypocrites, and their lies,. To keep the silver free and light,.
I have seen your other face, the one that shies away I have seen the great disgrace you hide from light of day I have seen a second side I didn’t want to see And now, my friend, you must decide,...
I'm lost...walking up the wrong way on an escalator...an idiot making the same mistakes over and over. I have the keys to heaven but I stripped them on purpose and now I am trapped inside my anger.
Time to fess all. A broken girl needing to clear the air. She is recovering from the fall. On a mission...to bare without a care. Poised full of regret. The Keeper of a secret so dark.
So much pressure to get things right, I'll work and toil throughout the night, No recognition when work is done, And all I feel is overrun.
[Chorus] My code, I thought was when my heart became frozen and cold and when I showed no, emo-tion in all my songs.
She looks at the ground, Twiddles her thumbs, Focusing on then, On what she had done, She thinks about now, On what she will say, She takes her time, Though its ticking away, Her head is...
Crushing all your aspirations, Choking all your inhalations, Clutching all your exhalations, Dismissing any celebrations.
With a broken heart, How can I survive. How can I breathe, Or even be alive. With a broken heart, How can I talk. How can I move, How can I walk. With a broken heart, How can I think.
Let me go to sleep. Let my head rest on a cloud, and my eyes sink it to the darkness, covered with a blanket of soft skin. Let my breathing calm, let my heart be left with no harm, just let me sleep.
The slip of tongue. Breath held back. Gasp. To speak. Your. Sorrow. hold back the tears. till tomorrow. Ripples of pure motive for her world to collapse. Smash. Fall. Break down. To tears.
#household #curtain. When I close my curtains. When I veil my sight. That's when I see her most vividly. And my brain begins the fight. It's a struggle to forget. It's impossible to erase.
Dogs inside you, Clawing away, Growling as they do, To get their way, The beasts inside, Hear them roar, Eyes open wide, In complete awe, Monsters surround, And nibble you so, Their call...