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Just a blog... aka random ramblings from me. |
Sometimes I ramble. Sometimes I just need a place to scribble my thoughts. They don't always make sense, but I just have this insatiable need to let go. To just... you know... let it flow. |
I feel like a little girl With a little girls crush The way you make me feel The way my crimson blood rush Through my quivering being You must be all I was looking for At least you are the vision that I had before you Walked through that broken door You’ve opened my brown eyes To a world I never knew A realm that wasn’t quite So lonely So blue It does exist, maybe just for some It’s just hit or miss, or perhaps Thickly coated in a foggy mist of mystery Oh could it be Oh please it be I don’t know where I am right now All I know is that I want you Can you tell me how Is there a possibility that I could ever be, That girl The one you would follow around the world If you had to I like awake In the middle of the night With you on my mind That’s something that will never change Even when you’re mine My heartbeat is aching for you It’s saying in code That only you will do I’m sick, I’m crazy for you Or is it just a dream Of what I’m looking for Someone who simply adores me Just a distant memory, Hide I don’t want to find you |
I want so badly to live to follow my dreams to face reality to figure out what it all means to be free from it all to not be afraid to fail to go for it, reach for the sky to not let my fears derail... me my cries remain silent i don't want you to hear my heart is breaking it's just so full of sheer... misery i'm open to so much more do i deserve to be everything i long for i'm almost too tired to see... alone, i will remain alone, that corner is mine alone, is not what i want to be alone, i think it's fine... |
How do I learn to grow? To love this fractured shell I live in? This person that only the world sees, she's not me... Not who I was meant to be. Her voice, stifled by all of my uncertainty. Let her out, you say? Oh now, wouldn't THAT be the day?? Perhaps now, let me get on my knees and learn how to pray. Can I convince myself that I deserve this? And maybe so so much more? I need to find my way. I want to know me... to know what makes me smile. :) What kind of effort would it take, to make it through life, mile by mile? Where is that motivation, why is it buried so deep within? Rocky is that sea of life, the one that has led me to, and through, all of this strife. I'm broken and tired, but I know that I can't possibly give up this fight. Aching to be free, aching just to be me |
You say you need a break from this way of life You say you need a break from the pointless and endless strife Your love has grown cold, you are not the same You aren’t so bold Yet here we are again Spinning out of control Death of me, you’re my enemy. Your heart was once gold, Now it’s just so fucking ice cold Death of me, you used to be my everything Where are we now, I don’t know how we got this way Do I even know you anymore You are the one I fell for The one who fed my soul When I thought I could handle no more Death of me, you are my everything You brought me joy Now you won’t even walk Through that open door Death of me, you’re my nothing You left me empty and broken ?Bursting through my veins? Have the seasons changed Do you know anything Have you no fucking shame Goodbye to you Death of me |
Open your eyes to the pain i met, only yesterday foreign to me, i said "you've clearly lost your way" a whisper so thin nearly lost in the wind invasive, it searched every pore burrowing itself, right down to a rotten core but, a wail as silent as a banshee's cry fractured what was real to me |