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I am sad. Yes I am. Do not tell me to smile. I am frowning for a reason. My heart is heavy. Full of rocks. Glass in my throat. Ripping and tearing. My muscles are jelly. Quivering and shaking.
It's something that's done in secret: a sin that's feels bittersweet. A cry for help that no one hears; a line of agony the visible sign. If some see, cliche excuses are dragged down from thin air.
I can't be arsed today I've nothing interesting to say Motivation walked out the door Oh I can't be bothered anymore If you see my mojo, send it home As I am here, grumpy and alone I'm tired and just...
It's crushing down my shoulders, It's thrashing on my door, It's jabbing every muscle, And it's making sure I'm sore.
A cry for inspiration, Run of desperation. No way to turn, Life makes me burn. Ready to go to sleep, One so long and deep. Ready for endless dreams, To run from the screams.
It's painful when I'm with him, Even though I'm happy, sad, having fun, feeling uneasy or feeling nervous, My chest always hurts I don't know And I don't know how he feels I can't control my feelings...
A blanket of cloud. covers the sky. the edges of life. are passing me by. I trudge. I trapse. with no clue where I’m going. I know that it’s somewhere thats out of my reach.
Alone I sit here, Empty and cold. The light beckons me; It forces me to be okay. Hidden away; my feelings are, Showing no emotion is how I am. I have to fight to be alive, I have to pretend to care.
She stared at her reflection in the mirror. It suddenly alerted to her all her flaws. A tiny insecurity amongst the image brings the fear of rejection from her friends.
I'm going to hang my feelings with a rope tonight. Maybe on my way down I'll catch a bride. One who can assure me I'm doing alright. Someone who I can hang onto until I stop this ride.
I want to write, but words are so far away. While my thoughts are overflowing, taking control of me. You don't know my happiness because its not even there. I'm alone, no one seems to care.
Losing belief you've lost all ambition. And you disappear like you're a magician. You're not allowed to question your tradition. Because if you did nobody would listen.
#love Just what the bloody hell is wrong with me.
Is it when you feel your heartbeat pounding in your ear. Or when you know there is no cure for this fear. When your smile is tinier than what you let on. When your day just keeps on going wrong.
Now everyone has gone away, melancholy darkness has become the day. I fight my tears, and yet they fall like pearls of pure sorrow and woe. In the dark, and so alone.
Always an outsider, Always apart. Afraid of over-committing, Of breaking my heart. Forever kept alone, Away from a crowd. Always the quiet one, Never thought to be loud.
Warning: some strong language. This morning I had to, Have a little cry. I felt that bad, I'm not going to lie.
Can I really explain the pain The resounding excruciating blame The guilt that's always undone The life changing things that have come Alone I stand in this damned plane I fail to speak my lips are...
Swirling bursts of wind. Whip all around. She begins her journey,. Her head facing down. A solitary thing. She walks all alone. Keeps her thoughts locked away. So no one knows how hurt she's grown.
You and your silent despair, Your pain goes everywhere. Killing everyone on it's way, You keep telling them you're okay. I wonder if you believe your lies, While all the happiness in you dies.
As I walk these halls Staring at my feet Fight to live another day I don't care what they have to say I know I'm alone now But I couldn't care less No matter what I will keep the door shut From all...
Old grey face, See how the liquid seeps, Through the cracks, Proves that my heart still bleeds, Destructive pace, Sugar it carries me, Through my veins, Into the sacred beats, I fell apart, and...
I'm done with this nonsense. I'm done with the shame. I can't take all the whispers. I don't like this game. I'm done guessing your thoughts. Thinking of what you might say.
Iron hands in velvet gloves, With painted tears meant to last, A million words behind a mimes mask, Hands pressed against the invisible box of glass, Center stage, curtain call, Roses falling...