Moments never die until they're forgotten
I get very bipolar. One day I'm happy, more or less content with the way things are.. and the next, I'm totally pissed off and just want to scream at somebody. Or, everybody
I won't be the one to chase you
but at the same time you're the heart I call home
I'm always stuck with these emotions
And the more I try to feel the less I'm whole
My tears are turning into time I've wasted tryin to find
The reason for goodbye.....
..honestly tell me that it's over
And I'll be the first to go
It's been 3 weeks. If you wanted to talk to me, you would call me. If you wanted to see me, you would drive the 2 miles and come over. If you wanted anything to do with me, you wouldn't be ignoring me right now and spending your time doing things you don't even enjoy. Like a fairy tale where it works out in the end, can I wake up, find you lying here again? Then I come back down, then I fade back in, and then I realize.. it's just what might have been. You've become something different. You've smothered the good, true person I once knew, and replaced that person with a craving, distinerested coldness. You can't deal with emotion right now. Well, then don't be surprised when emotion can't deal with YOU. You'll wake up and realize you dream me while you're sleeping after all. I'm sick. Your mistress, this time you're wasting, this numbness you've adopted, they'll all fail you. The more you try to push it away, the more you tell yourself you dont' care, the harder it pulls at you. You're looking. You're searching. You keep holding your breath while you're trying to breathe. You're going to suffocate soon, and you know it. You're just scared. I'm sick of this dry rain. I don't want to care what happens next fall. I don't want to die inside thinking of all the things you'll walk into wide-eyed, experience feeling exhilerated, and leave feeling empty.
What are you running from?
trapped within yourself, the lies
you tell so you can hide
from what you really want.
Your eyes, a window to your heart
Your smile, a fixed piece
of the silly show you're making
the silly part you're playing
Heart breaker,
You know you want more
The heart you're breaking is yours.
I won't be the one to chase you
but at the same time you're the heart I call home
I'm always stuck with these emotions
And the more I try to feel the less I'm whole
My tears are turning into time I've wasted tryin to find
The reason for goodbye.....
..honestly tell me that it's over
And I'll be the first to go
It's been 3 weeks. If you wanted to talk to me, you would call me. If you wanted to see me, you would drive the 2 miles and come over. If you wanted anything to do with me, you wouldn't be ignoring me right now and spending your time doing things you don't even enjoy. Like a fairy tale where it works out in the end, can I wake up, find you lying here again? Then I come back down, then I fade back in, and then I realize.. it's just what might have been. You've become something different. You've smothered the good, true person I once knew, and replaced that person with a craving, distinerested coldness. You can't deal with emotion right now. Well, then don't be surprised when emotion can't deal with YOU. You'll wake up and realize you dream me while you're sleeping after all. I'm sick. Your mistress, this time you're wasting, this numbness you've adopted, they'll all fail you. The more you try to push it away, the more you tell yourself you dont' care, the harder it pulls at you. You're looking. You're searching. You keep holding your breath while you're trying to breathe. You're going to suffocate soon, and you know it. You're just scared. I'm sick of this dry rain. I don't want to care what happens next fall. I don't want to die inside thinking of all the things you'll walk into wide-eyed, experience feeling exhilerated, and leave feeling empty.
What are you running from?
trapped within yourself, the lies
you tell so you can hide
from what you really want.
Your eyes, a window to your heart
Your smile, a fixed piece
of the silly show you're making
the silly part you're playing
Heart breaker,
You know you want more
The heart you're breaking is yours.
posted by HollyAnn at 7:52 PM
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