I know haven't come around in a very long time. I was dying, of course, but then we all were. Everyday, in perfect increments. I was dying of loss. The only help for my condition is that I refused to let go of what I loved. I wrote everything down. At first in choppy fragments; a sentence here, a few words there. It was the most I could stand at the time. Later I wrote more. My grief muffled but not eased by the passage of time. When I go back over my reading now I can barely read it. The happiness is the worst. Some days I can't bring myself to remember. But I will not relinquish a single detail of the past. |
Put me out of my misery
The world has turned me in...
I'm feeling it, you're letting go
Thinking I won't notice so...
The beauty as I see it
Lies flawless in my hand...
I was the girl...The lucky one.
Though I could barely recall...
All the things we would have, could have done
All the memories my sore heart spun...
They said they'd do anything to take me down,
Put my feelings on pause, turn the music up loud...
I've created a catastrophe
Living, and my heart won't bleed...
Shame;
Engulfing me. Eating away...
I'm strong because I know what its like to feel...
But I miss waking up next to you, amongst tangled...
Let it go, unclench your fist in silence
Watch it all transform and start to make sense...
Why its always like she always tries to hide |
Sad is knowing you love someone |
I've been watching your world from afar; I've been trying to be where you are. I've been secretly falling apart. Unseen. To me you're strange and you're beautiful. You would be so perfect with me. But you just can't see. |