How could I have let this happen one again
I think, I think through things clearly
I believe that I am taking the steps in the direction of the path I'm craving
And here I am again,
It's that time again where I need to get through one minute at a time
I don't want to take a deep breath because I know what will happen
The sadness will move, and rise, and grow
I won't be able to stop the tears from coming
yet
again
It's hard to look into the mirror and see what I see
see all the mistakes
see all the decisions that lead me astray
But this is harder
I can't see anything
I can't even tell if you will ever be there again
And even though I know the impossibility of you understanding this
I know of how perfectly you understand me
I'm not sure yet how to get ahead of this pain
I don't know if it's possible - this is a race I have never been able to win
Missing you should have been my second nature, not missing you at all should have been easy
But it didn't work that way
There is a part of what I can only believe is my soul that needs you
A part of me that feels completely shattered
I don't even really know how this happened
Happy was not something I expect
Attachment was never going to happen
except it fucking did
And there is nothing I can see to help get me out
or to get you back
Words From the Wise
We all write songs about life, we just sing 'em different.
- Listener
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Harden
People say I never get angry
I'm not all hearts and flowers
But a rose-colored view of life
That I will lay claim to.
But don't be fooled by that attitude
Don't assume it's because I'm naive
I have scraped my way toward rosy
By breaking myself into shards along the way
It is more my seeing again and again
What the darkness inside me is
More than fully capable of
Where those leathery wings want me to go
What she whispers in my heart
How wonderfully she twists me
So I choose rose
I chose to give control of myself over to another
I choose to listen to a voice inside
That is tiny and scared
Tiny and hidden almost completely
Tiny and fierce
My hearts
My flowers
My colors full of rose
These things I chose
If I don't you would only see what is dark
You would only hear the lies she can tell
You would only know
Truth
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