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oh and your hearts not in it like mine;;
i can tell because they don't beat at the same time
there's no rhythm there's no rhyme they don't sing they don't chyme
my heart beats, it's longing for compassion, for love
lets fill this void
lets get yours back on track.. speed it up just speed it up, but just enough
can i lay my hand over yours, can i heal your heart, let me listen for awhile
yeah it's with mine, it's with mine
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| so my emotions are building up too much and i need to let some of it go. and the sad thing is i'm not too sure why i am upset in the first place i have like a rush of things that are bothering me and i'm not to sure how to take it all in or how to let them all go besides writing in here. i don't want to cry because i'm sick of crying i just need to figure this all out but i need help and there's no one to turn to. i feel like i've been holding so much in these past few months. i've been a complete ass to some people and i'm sorry. i don't mean to be the way that i am right now but i can't really help it. i keep running from my problems but there's no where to go anymore i've ran out of places to go. i'm just sick of everything. i don't know what to do anymore. i thought i was getting a grasp on my life but now it seems like i'm back to where i started or even worse. i need to get out of here for a little somehow i just need to be by myself for a few weeks. i don't know how but i will. |
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| my desire to write has left me and i have no inspiration anymore. i'm leaving this for a while and maybe i'll come back to this. i'll never delete this though because i have too many memories here. bye for now |
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| i need you now.
you make my life so complete
and without you i'm lost and incomplete
can i just count to 3 and you be at my feet
please oh please just come back to me
come and sweep me off my feet
and we'll dance;; dance to this beat
the beat of my heart and yours
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i'm suffering in my self pity
i'm drowning in my tears
i'm sufficating with your presents in my heart
you're noise is so loud that you've put me in a trans
and i can't manage to free myself from your grip
i've become suicidal and you know it.
i've become a victim. a victim of you
just add me to your list. your long list of lovers
i'm just another one of your bloody murders
and your guilty, guilty of stealing my heart
and your guilty. guilty of becoming my worset nightmare
my eyes are blood shot and red. from the trama you've put me through
and now i'm left to pick up the pieces you haven't destroyed
and you've left me not sure what to do
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