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Allow yourself to breathe
If you can't breathe
it's like you're drowning
messed up feelings
The only way out
Is to kick your legs and push yourself to the surface
Going up and beyond those
Low self esteem
And allow yourself to breathe...
Because if you can't breathe,
So step back
And allow yourself to breathe...
You are the kind soul that this world needs to live
And laugh another day
Because from this point onward-
It's going to be okay.
Only HumanI'm only human
jagged scars across my heart
night brings floods of tears
I'm only human
floating on air for a moment
then falling the next
I'm only human
wanting someone to hold me
and whisper in my ear,
"everything is going to be okay,
I'm only human
can't you see?
Say I'm fine
Don't know why
Blow off steam
One last text
...I'll be fine...
Only Human..I'm only human
Falling down to depths unknown
Lost in thought
Heart beating slower
Clock ticking a beat to late
Crying with a smile
I make a heart with my scars
Breaking in silence
Throne of LiesYou sit upon a throne of lies
With a smile tugging on your
While I bow benath your feet
The air is tense
And your eyes are cold
As you ignore my relentless blabbering
About how I want to rule by your side
This continues for a while...
As my talking becomes louder
And I'm yearning more and more
To be with you
When finally one day
Your smile drops for a moment
And you say the cold truth
Leaving me broken
I run out of the room
Away from your throne of lies
With tears streaming down my face
You sigh and sit back down
Upon your throne of lies
A smile tugging upon your
Lonely..I'm really lonely...
Even the stars can't touch us
As we fall back in our beds
Falling to the darkness of night
Engulfing our minds
With such depression and terror...
Is anybody out there?
Is anyone listening
To the cries of the hated
To the screams of the dark?
Is anyone telling us
That there's a way out?
..we're really lonely...
But if perhaps we tie the red string of fate around our fingers..
Maybe our paths will cross one day
And we won't be lonely anymore.
UnfairDo you want to see how unfair the world can be?
Think of those in poverty.
Think of broken hearts in shambles.
Think of children's lives unravel.
Think of lives that were lost.
Think of wars, holocausts.
Think of dreams that died.
Think of graves on the hillside.
Do you really want to see how unfair the world can be?
Be those people.
Because that's how unfair the world can be.
HalfHalf a lie
Half a mask
Half the truth
From a haunting past
Half a grin
Half a wave
Half paying attention
As the world spins by
Half a try for conciousness
When the day is done.
Bottled Up EmotionsBottled up emotions
Sat on a shelf
Each collected dust
And memories of the past
A girl walked in the room
Her eyes were dark and stormy
In a rage she grabbed a bottle
And smashed it into a window
Happiness oozed out of the broken bottle
That smelled beautiful and sweet
In a shock the girl knelt down
And looked in her reflection
She saw a girl
So innocent and naive
That was so happy from day to day
That she almost forgot to breathe
The reflection of the past
Was full of joy and light
But the girl she had become
Had become dark as night
She out a cry of utter despair
When suddenly a light did appear
From the window she broke in her act of rage
A ray of light shone on her face
Perhaps... There was hope
For broken souls
The girl's stormy eyes grew brighter
Because she knew hope had come.
Fake Friends And See Through Lies"I'm fine"
How dare you people listen to my lies. They are more see though than a window, yet you say nothing more.
"I asked her how she was and she said fine"
Yeah that's what I said, but what I meant was completely different. Instead of helping me, you leave me alone. You did your job, good for you! No, you did the bare minimum. A.k.a nothing.
I'm not fine
I'm not alright
And I'm defiantly not happy
I'm so sick I rip at my own flesh
Trying to get the hell away from all the sadness of this world
You really want to know how I feel?
And I'm tired of this shit
Let me tell you a story
About a poor little girl
Who got left alone,
Just like me
She went crazy
And tried to kill herself
So many times she lost count
The only reason she's still alive today
Is that God refused to allow her to die.
Did you like that story?
Did you know it's true?
Do you even care that that's my story?
Or that I need help?
You ignore me
Try to make me
I Don't Write For You
I don't sit and ponder how you're all going to take it
before I take the thought and emblazon it
I don't write for you but to you
so that you may take it in and look within
and right then perhaps create a world of your very own
and I will know that if it touched you
I have visited your home
and we have transversed over a shared moment of time
though yours was different than mine
but we are bound by a sense of a common thread
though not the same
we have all bled
we have exposed ourselves to people
and on our love they have tread
we have broken promises
and wished wicked things on others
we have regretted much but have always boldly carried on
we have all been demons and lovers
we have all run and hid under covers
we have done stellar things though no one cared to watch
and we were happy to know we did them anyway
our hearts have broken for someone we didn't meet who met defeat
we have held hands even in times of pestilence
The Beast Will Kill MeAll these emotions, feelings
Are trying to break free
I try to keep the beast at bay
But it's getting hard for me
I can feel a fire burning
Deep inside my heart
And slowly, every second
It is tearing me apart
The pain is getting greater
To much to sustain
I feel like screaming, crying
This is driving me insane
These feelings, they are winning
They are eating me alive
And it is getting oh so hard
For me to just survive
These secrets, and these stories
That I have deep inside my head
Is going to be the death of me
Is going to make me dead
I tried to cut the pain away
I cut so very deep
I tried to take so many pills
But I woke up from my sleep
I tried everything, I did
But my life, it just wont end
I am forced to live each day
With no family, not one friend!
I hate being all alone
I hate holding in these tears
I hate living my life
For all painful years
It will not get better
You all lied to me!
And the beast is growing stronger
And soon, it will break free
And when that day arrives
MindlessI'll bear your burdens
soak up darkness to evaporate any hell fire
when you're down to the wire
I'll calm the storms
light the candle that warms
I'll fix all that's bruised and broken
without even a blink
show you while force fed to guzzle
how not to drink
Endless ability to envelop soot
turning it to white waters dripped away into nothingness
but when I wanna play
ya better get outta my way
as aware as I can be
I can also become mindless
Moving fast or slow
having not a worry to carry
on my journeys of careless devotion
to the notion
that I am noise or static between spaces
I am the granite
or as I please
I am the ocean
Ever mindful but I can let it go
knowing nothing I know
what I see will never show
as I run i
MoltenLock up my fears
Throw away the keys
Your essence calls me with the breeze
Being lost but there I am found
I, so wounded and suspicious
yet open to you hoping for relief
A bit surprised am I to behold
You know me and you do soothe me
You reveal me when you breathe
You unveil me
Never thought it to be worth it
Only seemed assured of it
But when you reached me under a surface of reflections
I caught a subtle glimpse of what you capture in me
And I like what I see
We've come full circle from an idea to a reality
and back through again
I know we have travelled far
Paths challenging us almost beyond repair
And then you look into me
And I see you there
your smiling stare
All the wonder buried beneath the earths of time
expose their roots
and bloom into the likes of you and I
The Sadness Will Last ForeverHer smile doesn't mean she's not depressed
Her "I'm fine" doesn't mean she's not cutting
Her laugh doesn't mean she doesn't cry herself to sleep
Her "I promise I'm not" doesn't mean she's not thinking about it
Can't you see how the smile doesn't reach her eyes
Don't you notice that she looks away as she says it
How can you not see that her laugh lost its joy years ago
Why have you not noticed how her eyes linger on the knife
Just because she's living doesn't mean she's alive
Nor does it mean she will be for much longer
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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