Epiphany
Three o'clock in the morning. You don't even know why you're still awake. And suddenly, deep inside, something, triggered a few days ago, pushes the carefully installed dominos of your personality.
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Three o'clock in the morning. You don't even know why you're still awake. And suddenly, deep inside, something, triggered a few days ago, pushes the carefully installed dominos of your personality.
Sometimes I Drink too much, Smoke, Party it up, When I should be Serious. Sometimes I Do stupid things, Hurt the people That mean The most to me.
For years you fight. Against everyone. Every moment, every situation is a battlefield.
The frustrating emotions that pull inside of me Churning, urging. But I do not give in, I can't give in. Burning with passion like a red hot flame, but still soft and inviting like an orange-hued...
The fire burns deep inside My yearning for to write But deep inside I cannot find The fuel to keep alight.
#household She walks around wearing a mask, unfortunately the mask is glass, she thinks that those around can't see, her anger or her misery.
These days are so long. These days are so slow. No people to see. No places to go. Feelings are low. Depression kicks in. Trying to fight. This feeling within. I wanna get better.
I fell to my knees. Bowed my head. Offered up my wrists. Closed my eyes to the red. I'm not even finished or done yet. But too many mornings are in regret. Familiar faces around me last night.
When I think of you, I know exactly what I do, I take the image from my mind, And paste it on the one I find, Trouble is, so often I'm wrong, For we, together don't belong, How can I make it...
Is this how it ends. Sitting here My legs dangling free The cliff edge crumbling Under my hands Below, the raging sea Is this how I die.
This post might seem annoying, Or silly or a bore, And what I just don't want to do, Is make an old wound sore. But I don't understand it.
I've started running away, taking cover and hiding. I feel my feet under me slipping and sliding. Fustration and fear push me to my limits and cause me to bolt.
Let's just take things slow now. You don't need to rush your mind. Let's take it easy, please. We know both aren't your type. You need to calm yourself down, Before you ruin your whole life.
Sin will destroy your life and leave you dead Throughout your carnal body it will spread Look not at me for I am in bonds “Help” I cry but no help comes This thing called sin comes in many...
My soul is now a battleground A thousand armies bugles sound I wonder just who will succeed Will the light or darkness bleed.
A Silent rage In a Violent cage Feelings seeping For an age A Silent rage In a defiant stage Feelings creeping Fills the page A silent rage Has been engaged Feel it seeping .
A broken heart, A brand new start. Not quite yet, Just let it set. Tears that fall, You want to call. No, just leave, I'll mourn this eve. You're on your own, You'll be alone.
Where are you.
I think we are all split Like Jekyll and Hyde, Good verses evil Internal fight inside. Doing the right thing Doesn't mean your good, Just like being evil doesn't Mean you have bad blood.
It's no fun, Feeling Glum, Life's a bum. It's all sh*t, I'm done with it, Stuck in a pit :( Give me a gun, It's time for some fun, Am I the only one?. Now I'm mad, Going Bad, Things I never had...
At present time, Confusion. Happiness is an Illusion. The only truth, A lie.
That's life, that's what people say. I'm a little unstable, get out my way. I'm staring at the moon, I lost April and May and now I'm stuck in June. That's life, as dull as it seems.
The truth is vain You can try To shift the blame Or tell a white lie. Can you colour lies. Can you tell the truth. See it in your eyes. Maybe it's from youth.
If emotions were colors I’d be a rainbow.