I Wont Forget TomorrowI forgot to speak today the silence of my memories just washed my words awayI Wont Forget Tomorrow
voiceless battles my mind will face tearing me apart breaking myself into more pieces than there were left in the start
i thought the silence would get me further than fighting back like in the past i learned rather quick it got me nowhere fast
i remember the name-calling hair-pulling clenched-jaw way
that you used to love me... but at the time through twitching eyes it was hard to see
My mind ins
Backstab Woundsfool me betray me lie to me doubt me hate me hurt me control me keep me manipulate me brain wash me push me slap me beat me play me scare me scar me force me BREAK MEBackstab Wounds
... But of course, do all of these behind my back...
Restraintsyour hands are like ice and you worry too much stony eyes and a blank stare, in my direction there\'s fury in your stance but you force a smile anyway we manage a matching reflectionRestraints
with or without you i am on my way to insanity screaming profanity finger aimed at my face
contemplating whether or not i should get the hell out of this place... or is this just
another one of \"those days\"
it smells like hate in this room and regret is in massive bloom forgive, forget, or move on? taken this
Hold My HandI forgot to blink today and i just realized that i shouldn\'tHold My Hand
feel this way
uneasy and ashamed with no one to blame we did this together but this is a consequence we\'ll live with forever
I\'m 3 weeks late with morning sickness and an ongoing headache
so what should i say to mom and dad? oh my god..
she\'s gonna be so sad she\'ll probably
end up crying and he\'s gonna be mad telling me how i messed up
really bad (ya know, he\'s really good at that...)
no turning back time we
Thinning RedI see your face As I wash away the thinning red It’s hideous, it’s beautiful I can’t figure out what it wants to sendThinning Red
And it maddens me why I can’t tear you out your mistakes (unforgivable) yet innocent (beyond the blood....)
And I followed... (followed you) And you fell through (fell through me) And you followed (followed him) And still you follow (follow me)
(And now) you’re soaked in blood....
You sicken me And I love you You lie to me And I trust you
You search through glass shards of what you thin
Weeping WillowWeeping WillowWeeping Willow
Down by the creek where the willow trees grow, On the roots, in the shade sits a man named Joe. In his hand is a Colt, 1 slug and 5 holes. On his mind is the weight of his failed old goals.
His prospects seem empty. His friends seem nowhere. He breathes a deep breath Of the cool autumn air.
He is blind to his beauty. He sees only his pain. Self-manifested torture Has bound him in chains.
While over the hill, his friends sit and wait The sun has now set and they begin to debate. Where has he ventured this evening
cold tearsim lost and looking for an excuse a place to hide from all the abuse my whispers deafen those who listen quite the voices screaming within the blood on the floor is now gone emotions are completely withdrawn crying can you even hear me? comfort me, insincerelycold tears
lost my mind
lost my name finding everythings the same lost my heart lost my love emotions
or lack thereof
the skies are grey my soul is numb and i fear what i\'ve become
there\'s nothing here to believe in yet i stop myself from ever leaving i
Nothing Too New
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-tank
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'To be positive at all times is to ignore all that is important, sacred or valuable. To be negative at all times is to be threatened by ridiculousness and instant discredibility.'
-Kurt Kobain
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