When the rain pours
And I feel the thunder...
Crying is not a weakness
Not a sign that you aren't tough...
Deep into this murky sea
Searching for the unknown...
Do you recall your mother's words
"It's not okay to fight."...
So maybe it was a bit too fast
To say the words I love you...
Is it love if you feel no spark?
Is it true if there's no desire...
She sits at the bar upon the stool
Sipping away her pain...
It's All Too Much
The house is so quiet. I can hear myself breathe...
They say that things are meant to be
But that sounds like an easy way out...
It's the fear of letting go
Making me grip so tight...
It's What I Didn't Say
Posted on 2007-02-12 by *Charisma...
Just another night with faded dreams
And usually I'd enjoy them, but not now...