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I'm one of those people who are quiet and keep there feelings in, and keep them in until I can't any more. Until I run into a room and search for pen and paper and them scribble to my hearts content.
Nothing wakes me from this nightmare,. I'm always alerted, always aware,. Yet my emotions keep me from reality,. My emotions rid me of mortality,. I shoot the arrows and grant the gift,.
I can never close my eyes,. Can never turn my back,. Can never not look over my shoulder. It's a funny thing is. GUILT. I can never be carefree. Can never completely enjoy. Can never be reckless.
No one really knows how bad it could be to be cursed to never hate, it seems a blessing but really, it isnt. to be alone and never hating it hurts so much.
You say, That he's Slowly drifting away, But really, I am; You see, He disappears Fading away, But really, I am; You sense, That he's Withdrawn, But really, I am; You say You sense He's...
I am left alone here on Silent Peak Without your words I'm not known For inside the meaning of words the spirits speak But without them I'm left up here alone.
No One will ever truly know me. How can they when they never even try, because I smile they assume I am happy. No One Knows Me. I hide behind a mask, they just never did get it. No One Knows Me.
She's lonely Tries to explain her pain to her so-called friends but they don't seem to care and ignore her silent cries. She brushes it off, she's use to it.
A face that are made of stone. Made by heartless hands. A face of mask,. So flawless. Heartless hand put it on my face. I walk around, wondering. Wondering why no one notices me. No one sees me.
Love this:. I am a statue that bleeds. A rock that breathes. I see you fall, and reach out while frozen in place. My cold heart beats vitally. For the objects of my devotion.
I'm not in the mood. when am I ever. please don't touch me. don't talk to me. don't approach me. I'm lonely. I'm sad. I need someone. but I don't want anyone near me.
just because it's a cliché doesn't mean it can't happen everyone in this business is lonely acting like the one at home is enough this type of life makes you rough to have no emotions and feel no...
*Language advisory* She’s spiralling out of control, singing Emo bullshit songs in her mind. She watches almost disconnected as her life falls down about her ears.
Silver moonlight,. Waters clear,. Wanting you,. To be near,. Screaming voices,. Terrified screams,. Up above,. The moon gleams,. Twinkling stars,. Specks of light,. Giving life,. To this eerie night,.
#household Your heart has grown frostier over the years, Incapable of shedding any tears. A heart made of stone, affection no longer has a home.
I admit I'm proud. With both my achievements and successes. With the things I've come to own. And with people I've been able to know. I'm proud of all those things and even more.
I'm awakened by far and distant truths that closeth in, beyond all speeds of time that in which light travels. I cannot hide; my chest be tight, crushed from deep inside, ever restricting tighter.
She had been in bed about an hour when the coughing got worse. An unexplainable irritation at the back of her throat. She was so desperately tired and exhausted but she just couldn't sleep.
She holds the mic in her hand Glances over at her band As she sings, happiness spreads Lights dim upon her as she lowers her head She's been doing this for oh so long She no longer knows what drives...
Is it odd that in the absence of fear I find no courage. Or that the sun never shines down on me.
She spent 20 years inside, Spent all in her harrowed mind. She closed the door, and let the devil in. All these tears have not been lit.
'Hi Mum' Doesn't reply. 'How was your day?' Why do I try. -I'm going to ignore you- I gathered as much. As for dependence. A weak person's crutch. 'How are you, Dad?' Doesn't reply.
Why won't you reply. Why do you leave me hanging Like a stupid, worthless idiot Staring at my phone for hours on end. Yes, I know we grew apart.
Alone. Probably one of the worst human emotions.... You never feel you are in the right place..... You never feel at home...