a sad song, written earlier today. Please rate |
Too afraid to face the truth So there she lies Trying to push it all aside The seasons change as the days drone on Looking at her now you think she's too far gone Stuck in her own world Dreaming of the end Blocking out the real world With the thoughts in her head But the yelling's getting louder She's starting to feel the heat Her confidence is dying She's sick of defeat You were the one thing she had You were the one thing she thought she knew You said you loved her but you stopped it As you held her, her heart dropped and Then she relapsed again So close to taking that last step Out of this dark and lonely room She put her whole heart into you You walked out, said goodbye forever more She's crying now Said you didn't love her anymore She just lies there now Told her you didn't care what she did She's slowly dying now She screams in her sleep The nightmares are unbearable Every now and again you catch a glimpse of her What's left of her She'd tried so hard to make you see All the beautiful things she could be But you took that dream away Lit it up in flames You walked out, said goodbye forever more She's crying now Said you didn't love her anymore She just lies there now Told her you didn't care what she did She's slowly dying now One night you hear the siren sound But the thought doesn't cross your mind Later on it shocks you to find Her last words written out to you on a blood stained sheet of paper She don't drive by your house anymore She's up in heaven now Up above looking down on you forever more You'll regret it now She don't sit by the phone all alone She's finally sleeping now She's finally sleeping now ------------------------------ Kinda depressing now that I think about it. I don't know how much I like it to be honest. I'm always really critical of my work, going back and changes things. Making corrections for weeks until I think I have it perfect. I guess there's always a line or two that I don't think fits, so I sit there and sit there until one day something better hits me, something I'm positive I like and I can replace whatever else. Also, I'd like everyone to note that I do write out all of my work and mail it back to me. That way the post office dates it and as long as the envelopes stay closed I have proof that this is my work and I wrote it. It's just one of those pre-cautions. I'd rather be safte than sorry and all that. Besides, I'm recently discovering that I have trust issues. No really, I seriously think I do. Whatever. Please let me know what you think. All comments are welcome. Oh, and thanks for taking the time to read all this. It means a lot. |