A familiar song

Skrivet den 2013-03-09 @ 04:32:29

 
Hurt
 
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
 
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
 
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
 
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
 
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

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Omtumlande

Skrivet den 2013-03-07 @ 10:19:39

Efter en morgon med både highs and lows försöker jag analysera saker som hänt.
Ibland tror jag att jag vet saker men har egentligen ingen koll, jag får saker kastat i ansiktet på mig som jag trodde var en svunnen tid, saker som river upp, människor som inte vill gå framåt.
 
Det är egentligen för mycket känslor för att bli inknapprade på ett tangentbord och skickat ut i cyberrymden...

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