(2013)
08/09/13
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve