eeeekBut I've been writing lots...
Maybe I'll update. Maybe not?
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Too Big To CrySitting in front of the computer screen,Too Big To Cry
Thinking of the days that have so quickly passed me by All the hurt I've seen and the moments I didn't appreciate Life's one of those things I'll never get right.
I see your face in every person I greet, I smile politely and pray this doesn't happen again The pain is still there, but you'll never know because; I'm too big to cry.
I go to work each day and live the best I can At times I try too hard for things I'll never succeed at, I don't trust near enough and I'm constantly paranoid But the love I have is pure, the only
TrappedI draw my knees in against my chest tightly and heave; The whole room spins before me and I shake uncontrollably; I don't understand much in times of needing to understand I can't sleep, I find it hard to breathe; my whole damn life is messed up.Trapped
I'm just the little pieces of nothing that fall in this world… Pain is beyond my comprehension; I truly block out what's real I've ignored too many things for too long now, We could wait on the world to change, but we'd be here forever.
Looking around the room, trapped between these four walls My eyes blur and I clench my fists
As Time Stands StillI wipe my tears with my sleeve, Smudging blood across my already messed up face I stare at the clock; hoping to move time forward Only to realise, it truly doesn’t matter how long I wait for.As Time Stands Still
I drop my blade to the floor and slide down the wall Catching my head in my hands, I weep Try to tell myself its okay- be strong Now I know it doesn’t matter, no one cares to notice.
So I put pen to paper again tonight- In hope to capture the past week in words, How do I explain pain with such great depth? I'll close my book now; it doesn't matter if no one reads it
Thoughts In The WindI stand before the mirror, staring down at the reflection I think to myself all the things no one had the honesty to say;Thoughts In The Wind
Run my hand across the glass, tracing my image So torn up now, I'm a mess.
I started out feeling so low- I can't eat, can't sleep Never knew words of a stranger would cause this much pain. Wondering if they feel as bad as I do, do they care? My whole world has been shattered.
I try to erase the times I sat up crying, hating myself And try to replace the memories; though nothing seems to work… May as well take my life from me, I won't be needing
Black LaceShe wore black lace and a lip piercing Her already dark hair dyed a deep black The pretty eyes outlined in dark mascara Were her only inheritances from the mother That she only ever met in photographsBlack Lace
On the pale underside of her wrist The telltale thin white lines Healed over time
The opal on her finger That glistened so softly in the dim light Was from her grandmother Who had lost the matching necklace When she moved from her home town
The badges on her bag promoted bands She only knew because of her brother And his mildly successf
memoriesmemories of steps not yet taken images of things not quite seen resting on the edge of happiness toying with my dreams the moment is lostmemories
as the eyes begin to focus tears mixed with resolve while thoughts embracing memories of steps not yet taken and images of things not quite seen
Shitty
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