cool Off, chill Out
stressed out. freaking out, breaking out. don't know what to do. impulse. tears come down anyways. you didn't want this, your mind, brain and heart are all trying to string things back together.
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stressed out. freaking out, breaking out. don't know what to do. impulse. tears come down anyways. you didn't want this, your mind, brain and heart are all trying to string things back together.
That's me in the corner. Biting at my own feet. Theres no place I want to go now. No where I want to be. No use for these appendages. I'll die here on this spot. Don't need a thousands reminders.
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...
Seems like night, With the cloudy sky. The wind so harsh, Birds refuse to fly. Before the storm, Seconds tick down. No one around, No people in this ghost town.
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Clouds of anger, thick and black, A storm's a-brewing for attack, The sky, lit up, a flash of passion, Crafted in the darkest fashion.
My legs are untangled From these wicked sheets, That hold me down in prison, As I try to sleep. My thoughts are stirring, Conquests on my mind, As if it's though I'm falling To very fast to find.
Heart racing. Standing, pacing. Hands shaking. Craving destruction. My soul for the devils taking. With a design in mind. Chaos plus the blind. A deadly weapon.
I'm trying to breathe. But life holds like a vice. I have an inner scream. That's cutting like a knife. All is so very hard. So many twists and turns. I'm all knotted up. My stomach churns.
When you kiss me Sparks fly. When you leave me I want to cry. When you shout I want to die. When you question I want to lie. When you mock, You make me mad. When you're upset You make me sad.
Distant thoughts give birth to dreams from clouds of bursting senses; my mind ignites and swirls with sight, infused with sparks and visions.
A woven web of deceit Seems to choke me now The web glistens Pulling you in somehow The web so young Once fresh and once pure It's beauty now marred Captivating no more Why justify a lie.
Never quite fitting in, Looking for solace. Desperately seeking out shelter, Struggling to see the point of it all Where did it go wrong exactly. When did everything start to fall down.
I've changed. My appearance has changed.. My attitude.. Not so much. But despite this... My feelings have gotten stronger.. They erupt at times.. Even more do when I think about you.
I needed an adventure, Something new, I shouldn't have spent the night with you. I cannot stay, I've gotta go. You won't understand, You don't know.
*A break from the t-shirts*. I need you. But I don't. I could leave you. But I won't. I loved you. Wait I still do. I need to get away from you. But I love the stuff you do. Pushing a part.
Going on through life, With a spinner's wheel at hand. Trying to stomp down, Stop the wheel Which I so guess to command. But that accelerates the shiny wheel To move faster amd faster and faster.
You confuse me. Play with my mind. Plant seeds in my brain. Chew me up and spit me out. You play with my emotions. I'm happy, sad. Angry and content. All in one freakin' day.
I may seem strong, I may seem like I'm the most optomistic person on the planet, I may look happy, I may look like I have it all, I may look like nothing bothers me much, But for once I want to...
Do you think this is funny. Are these tears for your amusement. Just drink them up, get giddy from there pain Do you think it's a joke?. That I sit here and weep. I won't believe it. It's not true.
There is a kindness wrapped in your words heartbreak too unoften heard and the tightness inside my chest leaves me paralysed.
When your face holds a smile. But inside you are frowning. When you feel afloat. But suddenly realize you're drowning. When you're screaming and shouting. But there's no one to hear.
I can feel it. I can feel the pressure, the stress, the sadness and the expectations. I can feel it all crawling on me, going deep in my blood, running in my veins.
It is 3 a.m. in the morning, and a storm is raging outside the apartment.