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Hilfe! Mein Herz, Es BrenntEverything I do, seems to disappoint you
Everything I say, just gets in my way
Every time it beats, it breaks away
Because it’s beating, still beating.
Beating for you
My heart it’s gone away
To a place where it can be
Kept so close
In every dose
Of love and your embrace
So write me a song
Sing me a sonnet
Let me lie, let me cry about it
Because my mind is lost
Yet my head is found
Why can’t, why can’t I
Hear the sound
Of your voice
Life without love takes more than it seems
To believe and to see so many different things
Life on the line, jagged and torn
My life the wreck, the awfully worn
Broken out, broken down
The mind overwhelms
The life I need to live
The life that ends
And I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
Love you, love you, love you,
Love is you
Love was always you
Repeat it, replay it, say it again; say it again
It’s in my head, I need to let it out
Before it consumes, it consumes me
I Hope It Kills YouThe ship is sinking
The master falling to the depths
Life ever after is nothing
When you’re lost
Sailing through a sea of dreams
Watching ships burn as deeper
Into the uncharted lands
Seas aren’t of dreams,
But of the tears you’ve spilt
To get you where you are now
You need to lose to truly win
And first fail to succeed
We learn from our mistakes
So we don’t make them again
But you were never a mistake
Just out of time (out of time)
Taken away before it could grow
You see this as a mistake
Am I a mistake? (Mistake)
To you! (To you, only you)
The love you burnt from me
Am I enough to lose?
What next? How will this end?
With a knife in my back and a life that happened?
To live with it when it truly kills me
Is it killing you too? (Say it kills)
Forgiveness//RegretForgiveness//Regret - Return All Memories
I can’t believe all these mistakes I’ve made;
What could I have done to try and save,
Us from falling into the depths of despair?
To show you how much I truly do care,
Look you in the eyes and say those three words.
I love you so much, but I tried to reverse.
Please take this life, this life away from me;
I don’t deserve you that I finally see!
I’d trade my life for yours any day, any week.
My outlook on life is so awfully bleak,
I hate that I breathe and you gasp for your breath;
You say these are words; dear I’m waiting for death!
Now I’ve lost it all, I won’t get it back;
Now that my whole world has turned to black!
The darkness it’s taken me to where I’ll reside;
Sempiternal solitude to set my feelings aside,
Rid me of all the pain that I caused you, you changed;
Its my fault, how could I do it, I am to be blamed!
Please take this life, this lif
You Stupid Fucking WhoreSo hold me close don't ever let me go,
There are things I've been through you'll never know;
The hardship, the torment that was placed upon me,
There are things that have been done I don't want you to see.
I died one million times to get to where I am now,
I don't know what to do, but it'll work out somehow;
The life I once loved and cherished has fallen down,
I hope you are happy wearing your blackened crown.
Sitting on your black throne, sucking the love and life from us all!
But I'm telling you now, I'll fight for humanity I won't let us fall;
I will defeat you! I see the truth, the clarity in this world,
And you can't stop me you fucking ignorant girl.
So go ahead with your whorish games,
Just know I was the one that you betrayed;
So take back every little lie you've spilt,
And clear up your mess, and all of your filth.
The only part of humanity left in you,
Is the monster that manipulates you;
Now rip it out from your soul, toss it aside,
Let bygones be bygones, let this hate die!
I ripped out my heart and I presented it to you,
The pain that was caused, if only you knew;
Every second it beats, it grows that much stronger,
But when you left, it could beat no longer;
For all that was and will never again be,
It was beating for you, never for me.
So all I can do is live on so heartless,
Look at me now, look at this mess;
The mess that has become of me,
No reason to live no reason to be;
That heart that I gave you is no longer needed,
'Cause the life that I live is oh so conceded;
But all I can do is live on to be so numb,
But I hope that one day a time will come;
Where my heart it begins to beat again,
But for now I wait up until then;
In the hopes of finding a reason to be,
Perhaps that day's soon, we shall just wait and see.
I Never LeftYou said I walked away, but in truth I got closer to stay;
I'd never leave ill remain close by, upon me you can always rely;
I couldn't forget you, no matter how hard I try;
Because my life is entrapped within your actions,
To sit in the rain with the light's refractions;
A rainbow so beautiful and bright,
Much like you a unique and wonderful sight;
Burnt through into my retinas,
And I will never believe or let in the;
Demons bent on seeking revenge,
And with these fractures I must repair I must mend;
Ill deposit all my willpower firmly within your grasp,
Just don't leave me that is the most I can ask.
That's it I've fallen, my wings are clipped.
We lost all control, abandon all ships.
A captain always goes down with his ship,
And regrets all that caused it to capsize and to tip.
For he should have seen the dangers to come,
But in the end the lord death has won.
Emergency messages never make it as far,
To save them all from the utmost bazaar.
They die with honour, swords in their hands.
They listen and wait, for the devil's commands.
To play them out, with their final march and encore;
As their lives pass, they are nevermore.
You see me as someone strong,
A lion perhaps, you couldn't be more wrong;
But in the end you won't see the real me,
'Cos when you see it, you won't believe;
That a lion so brave and so bold,
Could ever be so depressed and alone.
It's impossible to see, the real truth in my eyes,
Through years of practice I master the disguise;
To stop you seeing my weaknesses within,
Cos you won't understand about what could have been.
It hurts to think or dare breathe the name,
but it happens every second, I live all the same;
I wasn't good enough, there is nothing I can do,
Can't you see I can never hate you;
the burning of the blinding rain,
That woefully relieves my pain.
The stake that pierces my blackened heart,
Will slowly and eventually tear me apart;
Where death is welcomed and life is a lie,
To be at peace and eventually die.
The End of Heartache
Taking a Leap of faith into the abyss of emotions, drowning in the love and crushing under the pressure of heartache; The kind of heartache that cannot be repaired with inane distractions, but by receiving the love you so desperately desire, grasping, embracing, holding tighter than anything you have ever held before, keeping it locked inside the heart you once had.
Because God Told Me..."...We can't be friends anymore."
"I need to be with someone who talks to God like I do."
When were we ever fucking?
"Okay, let me rephrase this."
Then please use my Text Corrector.
"We can be acquaintances, but as far as a personal, close friendship -- I can't do that."
Ten years of friendship and we're going to bog it down to "acquaintances?" Does the rewind button even work like that? You've known me since I was a child; you stood there when my mother was lying broken on the kitchen floor. I stayed with you over the phone to cry about your pregnancy test. When did we start basing the value of friendships on religion and not actions or support?
"I didn't say our friendship has been meaningless; I just need someone who can uplift me and...encourage me the way I uplift and encourage them. When you're going through something good or bad, I tell you 'God bless,' but you never say it in return."
No, I give a whole fucking step-by-step process for you to sa
The Privileged Feminist and the WomanShe was a feminist, born free,
while she was a woman born over seas.
She was the feminist who went to school,
while she was the woman who paid unrightful dues.
She was the feminist who went to college,
while she was the woman forced to work without knowledge.
She was the feminist who preached her corrupted views,
She was the woman whose homeland was on the news.
She was the feminist who spoke her annoying mind,
She was the woman who could only be at peace inside.
She was the feminist who could walk freely,
She was the woman that would get beaten weekly.
She was the feminist who blamed men for everything,
She was the woman who was forced to bare men's offspring.
She was the feminist who could chose her life
She was the woman who didn't make it past twenty five.
She is the feminist who is blind to the world,
who only cares for herself, her life is like a pearl,
She is the woman who cannot show her face,
as an excuse to be modest, faithful and chaste.
She is the feminist who is ignorant t
The gentleman with the paper napkin rose!Lonely and heart broken,
I was that night.
I walked out of my hotel room,
right into the bar and into it's magical atmosphere,
beautiful belly dancers,
I sat down and got me a drink,
wanting to drawn,
all of my feelings,
my love, my life.
wanting to be cold,
not wanting to feel anything,
betrayal is a painful
thing to remember!
So I wanted the ability to forget,
since forgiving was much too soon
for my broken heart.
So intense was this pain,
many years later
I still carry it's scars.
and without looking I was at the distance,
welcomed by someone's interest...
There he was looking at me,
and for the longest time
I could not look away, I got hypnotize
by his Indian eyes...
From a paper napkin he made me a flower,
I thought of this detail for hours.
He walked to me and reached for my hands,
placing the object of his creation between my fingers.
He must have made this flowers a thousand times,
because as he did,
he never stopped looking at my eye
... and nobody cares.Can you see these empty eyes, screaming for help? No you can't.
Oh come on, you're not sick! I can't see it! Your answer was. You're thinking of me as a malingerer, don't try to tell me otherwise. You think I'm one of the comfortably sick to get through life easy.
Have you ever asked yourself why you (still) live? What is worth for living? When all problems hail down on you at once and you threaten to suffocate, seeing all your plans and dreams destroyed, you won't consider giving up, don't you?
Come get your ass up, lazy f*ck and get a job again, I once heard you yelling at me. Afterwards I'm asking myself – do you, so called friend, even know me at all? Do you know that the pressure of my past has crushed me into an unstable pile of mood swings, suicide thoughts and psychosomatic sickness? Probably not, because if you'd know me you wouldn't hurt me with your words.
But there are loads of therapists out there, don't whine into my ears any longer, go get your hea
Adorned with RegretAllow me a moment to be Frank..
fine.. fine.. you can be Bob.
I was at the movies tonight, happy as a lark,
lost in my latest cinematic fix and all the while laughter from behind
drew my attention. It was obnoxiously loud yes, but real.
Heartfelt laughter. As the movie wore on though, I sensed something more.
Tried to make out her face but it was too dark. Hair covering half of it,
very short emo style in nature. She sat alone. Laughed alone.
Loud enough so that she felt like she was with the rest of us.
With her bestfriends watching a movie.
The preppy girls a few chairs down from her looking at her like a lost little lunatic. There was a pang of sympathy for her in the micro story i concocted without real basis.
In time it abated. The movie ended.
And I turned to my friend to discuss the film, getting my nerd on.
In the background of my discussion I heard her talking aloud to herself.
Softly. The very things I was speaking about, her eyes shyly glancing at me
as if pleading for me to
fellow adventurers and others who want to donti know its been a long time sense she commited suicide but i just recently found out about Amanda Todd the poor girl she just couldnt handle it anymore i wanted to say that it gets better i should know and today im gonna tell you my story
it was an ordanary day in the dew household yes dew as in mountain dew anyway i was deppresed tho that wasnt unusual for me knowing my past it was diffrent this time it was like my deppression was worse then ever i went into my brothers old room to look at pictures because hes at collage so i was missing him then i noticed his clouset was open now ya see he had a real sword in that clouset and i saw it i thought to myself i-its to much i cant handle it anymore i picked the sword up and almost drew it getting ready to drive it right through my 9 year old chest but then i thought to myself why am i doing this all its gonna do is make my family missrable and i dont
The True ArtistThe true artist is within,
He/She probably don't do it for a living.
They work 40+ hours at a job, but dream of art,
And save for the next project, for the next brush, for the next lens.
There is a million things in their way, distractions, obstacles,
Yet they still create, those are the true artists, that do it for the love.
They don't get recognition, or a million likes every time they burp.
They don't have staff to stock studios, or load film, or move lights or promote their vision,
They work their hours, save their energy, and use their spare time to create,
These are the artists that you want to know, and be around, and support with your body, your thoughts, and your money.
The ScientistCome up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I'll set you apart
Roni was excited for her new best friend to finally come over. I was never good at talking to others, so I wasn't excited. I unplugged the airbed from the pump, quickly closing the seal so air wouldn't get out. A knock at the door showed that Roni's friend was here. I peeked out from the hallway, looking at the stranger from my hiding spot.
She was beautiful.
Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start
Running in circles, coming in tails
Heads on a science apart
Roni fell asleep around midnight, Chass was a night owl, so she was still up. Me and her had been talking for the past few minutes. Trying to get to know each other. I was falling in love. Days passed, weeks, we were both really close by now. I wanted to ask her out, but, I was just to nervous.
What if I was just a friend to her?
Out Of The Blue
I speak to you in love; I speak to you in truth,
You're the one thing I cant bare to lose;
You came into my life so spontaneously,
And I can't understand, why I love you deeply;
It's been so long since I've felt this way,
I guess it would happen again, what can I say.
You are amazing, a lot more than you see,
So so perfect, an excellence in humanity;
But you are so far away from me,
But in time we may finally be;
Together, forever, doing what we love,
What more can I ask for, it's what we love.
In the darkness you shine right through,
Breaking the borders that restrain you;
I see you're destined for greatness,
And to you I have to confess;
That you may have been here for not so long,
But I can see I don't want you gone;
Not now not ever, I need you with me,
We'll lie in the rain and sit by the sea;
Smiling so much, our happiness is bliss,
And hold our breath and embrace the kiss.
So remain amazing, you deserve the best,
I don't care what they say, fuck the rest.
Because when you smile
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