Hurt
If you hurt, I hurt, Tears will stream from my soul, And if you fall, I tumble into a hole, Don't feel it alone, Share the pain, I already feel it, In every drop of rain, Turn them to crystal, A...
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If you hurt, I hurt, Tears will stream from my soul, And if you fall, I tumble into a hole, Don't feel it alone, Share the pain, I already feel it, In every drop of rain, Turn them to crystal, A...
It's the solitude not the dark. That leads your mind astray. It's the idea that no ones coming. Despite how much you pray. It's a complete trick of your mind. There's no truth to what you fear.
Laid broken on the floor, Face smashed pretty no more. Lost and forgotten, this little doll, Unable to move, a tortured soul. But a stoke of luck came her way, Her years of torture ended that day.
Hurting pain,. The kind that gets under your skin,. You may think it will last forever,. Almost like a deadly sin,. But there's no reason to end your life,. There's no reason to pass on,.
Twirling me about in the midnight wind, Helping me see the sun again.
I am. C. RA NG. SHI. No escape. Time is to. N. D E. N V. E E. R. Repeating pains. And reopening. S. C. heAled. R. S. So someday. I might not. (turn page). F. RECOVER. O.
*contains one swear word. Why can't you see he wont change, you'll always be a victim of this 'mans' rage. It's not love that he shows, whilst using his fists to dish out his blows.
Someday, All the Pain will Go away, And what Will remain Are Memories Not of What put Me in Shame -- But Memories Of what Made me Wise.
I sat still. And I lip synced through every hymn. I sat still. Because I didn't want the pain to win. I sat still. Through a fear the tears would roll. I sat still. Because I knew that if I didn't.
Twisted aching. The need for pain. Slowing driving you insane. The hurt and memories. Just want to quit. Can't find a way to deal with it. Then there it is. A peaceful change.
Words of wisdom, from a strange source. Words that have hit home, that will be heeded of course. Long conversations about not looking back. Encouragement to be strong, to not crack.
#emotion #jealousy. She was a new kind of bitterness. Twisted and confrontational in unhappiness. She hated her self and liked to let others know. She could never find peace wherever she'd go.
That haze still hangs around. Reminding me you can't be found. Why did you leave. Why did you go. Did you really want to hurt me so...
We live on. We survive. Even if for long periods we struggle to see a life beyond these moments some day you just sit listening to songs that remind you of those struggles. Then you know.
Chapter 17: It had been just over a month since Maggie had passed away and everyone was missing her terribly.
(Inspired by @natalee). This is for the broken ones. This is for all those who care. About everyone. But still take time for themselves. For all the broken ones who grieve. For one and for all.
You keep asking why we never worked out Well here's the truth ...
#Household #match @Melchiorj13. My heart was forged by fire. Trapping those inside. Hurting those around me. Killing those who survive. My heart was forged by fire. Lit by the darkest match.
All those tears streaming down your face, I promise they won't always be there I know what your going through, I know where you've been And I promise that I truly care I've been in your position, In...
The voice began to speak in spiteful tongue I thought of what things I had done Could I had done things another way.
"I seriously think that this is NOT a good idea," I said sternly. Alex was pulling me down the stairs of his house. We haven't even taken a bath yet.
Patchwork heart. She stitched it herself. She gave it away. To save someone else. But he didn't want her. He was already in love. With her sister, a beautiful dove. Somehow she got her heart back.
You. Make my. Torn and faded heart. Complete again,. Repair the rend,. It grows. Stronger with. Every beat,. And for the first time. In memory. I want to turn. An 'I' into. A 'we.'. Your. Heart was.
Butterfly take the pain. Land on my finger and fly away. Your paper thin wings carry my weight. Butterfly take the pain. Land on my finger and fly away. Warm my frozen heart. Butterfly fly away.