or sign in with e-mail
by ElegantRose Sep 1, 2013 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
They keep mentioning you're name But I'm trying to move on. I can't get used to the fact That you are actually gone. I'm terrified of feeling the heartache, Been down that road before. I've lived the doom and gloom, deep slumber And I don't want it anymore. I pulled myself up high From rock bottom, so low. I climbed my way out, Learned from what I came to know. I've lived out the darkness Fought my way back to sun rise. I tore myself away From all of the truth and the lies. It finally stopped raining Raining down on me. Then bang, you were gone And suddenly I was no longer free. I slid four steps back But stopped myself from falling apart. Refused to shatter so easily Though I took a beating to the heart. So it was all for nothing And I've fallen back. I thought I was getting stronger Just to fall onto the same old beaten track. And I was getting somewhere Even though it's not the same. And now I'm one of the people That keeps mentioning your name. 11/10/12