10/29/14
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the