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| All these memories I now have to forget All the things I've confessed I suddenly regret One time I wish I didn't Listen to my heart Now my whole world Is falling apart Maybe you didn't want Things to go this far But now I suffer Another emotional scar You could have told me I can't be your lover So I could move past this And eventually recover I know it's difficult You didn't want to hurt me You didn't want to cause Sorrow or misery It's true you would hear Sadness in my tone But I wish you had told me instead Of finding out on my own I want to wish you well In your future ahead In time I'll forget All the tears I've shed So it's really over I'm not ashamed to say I wished this had ended Some other kind of way Going our separate ways Might end our turmoil and strife To help us find peace In the maelstrom of life So my heart is locked away Into a vault once more Waiting for the one destined To unlock the vault's door |
| Why do we care about those who hurt us? Why do we reread their texts with us even though we know it will hurt? Why do we think of them so much it makes us sick? I think it's because we don't want to let go. We are afraid that if we delete the messages, they didn't happen. That if we stop thinking of the person then they are really gone. I don't know much but I know that we all get hurt by people we care about. It's the way of life. Because if you care about someone, you give them the ability to hurt you. Majority of the time they take advantage of this. Whether they know it or not. |
| You display your beautiful colors To lure me in You hypnotically dance and twirl To mesmerize my lonely heart You sing and Enslave my aching soul Nibbling slowly, sweetly You devour me completely |
| you wear more to be seen less hidden i saw you tearing roots out off the soil you are half naked half an evil i keep putting seeds into the ground you crawl twice as much out and then punish me for not being good enough ask me to spend nights in the gardens to take away my chance to use my chlorophyll and from the little i breathe out you take all without regards drink all of my water think it is right for me to dry beacause you can not give me more not even your time in letters you metion beautiful flowers blooming in the hills the scent and the colors you admire them you cherish them for their nature tell me why can't i be like that and i cry all the time because you do not understand oh the envy i can not show out of it nothing can grow i feed on the love i hold for you one put in a jar and kept for years i am running out of it i am running out of the former i know one day you are going to ask me to give you my fruit to make a pie for someone else, greater to you and i am not going to have much to offer to you but my heart all my effort is just nothing compared to beauty of those roses in the hills if you won't stop keeping me from the sun i am going to die without a single thank you from your mouth nothing more i care about... |
