Everything, and nothing..
Sickeneddoh, i wish i could manage to write something useful today, but no..
But tomorrow,i'm going to see
. if i feel better that is..
Why is this so hardThere's so much to say,Why is this so hard
but I don't know how. Crying in fear of losing you, hoping it won't show.
Walking around everyday, not knowing why. But wanting to see you, but I'm to scared to talk.
Talking, wishing.. hating this,
knowing I've ruind every thing.
Being so scared, of what your thoghts are really like. I want to tell you something, but I'm a coward. I chicken out.
I've lost you, once to many times. Don't want to lose you again, but somehow,
I already have.
Why is this
LostJust rip out my heart, tear apart my skin. Please just do if for real, so my mind doesn't pretend. I hate this feeling of hatred running through my veins, And these horrid thoughts of it never stopping, until something or someone is slain.Lost
Give me rest and peace, unbind my closed eyes. Make me release, and stop feeling such treacherous lies. I need strength and faith, but I had made myself forsaken. I have walked away from God's good grace, and my earth never stops shakin'.
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---Being unfinished can be the final piece---
Remember your darkest hour only lasts sixty minutes. You will make it through, just don't give up, nor give in.
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---Being unfinished can be the final piece---
Remember your darkest hour only lasts sixty minutes. You will make it through, just don't give up, nor give in.
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