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On the other side of darkness, shines the light,. Just shine it's beam into my darkest night,. Far too long in the dark I've sat in fright,. So light me up with the light tonight,.
Silent screams inside her head As she fall down face first on her bed She asks again and again For reasons she cannot brain Why God is life so hard.
Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody. You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either.
When I can't deal with things I do one of two things 1. Punch someone or something 2. Cry I know which is less painful ( 1.
She held her head high. And when no one was watching she cried. All those sad lonely nights. She wondered why. And questioned her reason. To stay alive. She had to go through life.
When I can't deal with things I do one of two things 1. Punch someone or something 2. Cry I know which is less painful ( 1.
When I can't deal with things I do one of two things 1. Punch someone or something 2. Cry I know which is less painful ( 1.
Do u ever feel like your broken into pieces(pieces) I'm gunna watch them as they fall to the ground I pick them up oh I found then left on the ground .
The birds are singing. It's still dark. I can hear the wind trying to squeeze through the gap of my open window. The traffic on the bypass is building. Busy people. Busy lives. In their own worlds.
I hate how you imply that I should be more like you I hate how I'll never be that I hate how you don't talk to me, but say I'm the one that doesn't talk I hate how I know I won't ever start the...
You don't understand how much pain and sadness I'm going through right now... It may appear to you that I'm okay but in reality I'm not.
There is no greater feeling than despair. It accompanies every emotion and eats you from the inside out. It's overwhelming, the loss of control, the inability to pull this back from the brink.
I have a little more time now, so I'm gonna write this down. As I said earlier, I explored myself a little today. The first thing you should know is I'm majorly hung up on my last ex.
All your mates are dead, You got madmen's thoughts whirling round your head, Your boyfriends left you, And you feel like leaving too, But cheer up, rubie.
Why do people do what they do to you. Why would they tease and taunt someone, make someone's life a miserly, make them feel like a freak, like they don't belong.
My whole being is empty, Nothing within me exists, I miss the life I once had, The life where everything fit.
God, I hate myself. I look in the mirror, and stare at myself in disgust. I look at the mascara under my eyes and down my cheeks. I look at my body and think how it will never be good enough.
The desperate cries for help from a man, are those hidden behind the words of a status update or a tweet. Insecure of his emotions and unsure of who to trust beyond his own mind.
Each mornin' I get up I die a little, can barely stand on my feet. Take a look in the mirror and cry 'Lord what you're doing to me.
When are excuses no longer enough. You see the world for what it is. Not just black and white, but all the greys in between. You know the world is full of obnoxious people.
I feel myself plunging in to the depths. No one can hear me scream, or break my fall. I am falling alone and I am scared.
I felt alive this morning, for the first time in a while i felt human. I could feel myself inhale, hear myself exhale. Feel the tickle of the breeze from my window on my bare shoulders. I was awake.
Slow Dance The stage is quiet The dawn has come The night before finally gone The notes begun The spotlights shone We bow, we dancers We who face each other proudly Gladly, lovingly We bow in...
She and I were Best Friends for nearly four years. She helped me through my first day at my previous school. We'd do whatever Best Friends do.