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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.
I Dream About HerI dream about her, quite often, actually. It's been nearly two and a half years since I've seen her face to face, and it truly does break my heart when I remember the good times. She was one of my best friends, one of the greatest influences in my life, and someone who could make me smile. However, all good things must come to an end eventually.
Drugs don't just affect you, they affect your friends. When you've been roped into the bad crowd and refuse to turn to the people who love you most, you're going to lose everything you care about. Well, I cared for her, alright. We were nearly as inseparable as Sempai and I, hanging out nearly 24/7. Sure, there were fights, but every friend has a fight. It's when the line is drawn that things get messy.
In my dreams, I remember how she used to be, how fun she was, how silly she acted, and how she was just pleasant to have around. What happened? Why did she decide to go the way she went? To turn to lying, drug abusing, and overall not caring for
One last time. KristaXReaderFor music please listen
Highly recommended after the game scene though
"Two Kings!” Krista piped laying the cards on in the pot laying on my lap. She sat cross legged on the hospital bed with me. Sitting up straight and laid her cards face down in her lap leaning forward, now were both now down to one card. you looked up from my last card and glared at her. For such an innocent girl she had one hell of a poker face. you swallowed the lump in my throat and laid down my last card.
“One Ace.” you stated and crossed my arms challenging her to say it.
‘that’s it! the cat’s in the-’
“Bullshit!” She called out and flipped over the card that had just laid down….a queen,.
“Damn it Krista!” you shouted smacking the pile off my lap then pouted indignantly.
"Can't you just let me win for once." I asked. Krista giggled an
How to love a guy who can't love himself.How to love a guy who really doesn’t love himself.
Well first, there are numerous ways you can do this, so just sit back and listen.
Number one rule, tell him to drop his façade, abandon the stereotypes that society places upon him, find the real him, the core, so fragile and so easily able to be hurt.
When you find the real him, who he really is, then look him in the eyes, past all that buff, and all of that strength and mutter a few simple words. ‘It’s okay to cry.’ And when he cries, when he falls to his knees and allows his body to tremble for the first time in decades, you put your hands on his shoulders and say, ‘Everything will be fine’.
And when he looks up at you, with tears in his eyes, shaking out of either shame or anger, you just smile at him, and say ‘No’, not because he’s crying but because you know he’s threatening to close himself off again to the world, and put on that face that he fe
.things i've learned in
the last few months:
-friends are expendable.
-so is sanity.
-you can like girls and boys
and neither and either.
-it is possible to
exist while half your soul
is jutting out of your body.
-change does not help
-you can't bring back the dead.
-but you can hold the dead in your
arms when their eyes won't close.
-and when you make pacts with god,
remember that you're still upholding
so many promises with him in the first place.
-you're not suicidal, just human.
-maybe just a little less human than
-devaluing people doesn't
help your social anxiety.
-you can't run away from job
opportunities just because
you think a colleague is whispering about you.
-but you do get a choice on which job to take.
-and no, you're not so worthless that you have
to settle for a job you know you'll hate.
-and you do have a right to be paranoid.
-you don't have to write your sister.
RainAs the electric arc sizzles away like frying bacon, two pieces of steel are fused together into one mechanical mass. Its Thursday night, and for us its the last night of the work week. Weekend ahead, money in our pocket, endless possibilities.
But for now, there are 36" mower decks to run. Bright light on a dark night, smoke and sparks, and 8 hours of staring into a false star. The shop is filled with a light yellow haze, it drifts through the air like a ghost as we work away the hours till dawn.
It is warmer than previous nights, winter is coming to an end and spring begins. Its raining!
Not snowing, not hail, not ice that clings to all things, but the continual 'tap, tap, tap' of heavy rain, almost like the distant roar of a forgotten army.
Sparks fly and fill the night, the haze is stifling, creeping behind helmet and vale. Another hand crafted product is born, and ready for processing, on to the paint line and the day crew.
A hot steel plate that will be painted black, built up wit
A little thing on BiphobiaFor those not in the loop, as I assume many of you are not, biphobia is just as terrible as homophobia.
If you haven't noticed my incredible gayness, I am bisexual. But wait! (you might be saying) You're bisexual, not gay!(?) Ha. HA. HAHAHAHAHA. No. I am gay. I am not a full on double diamond studded lesbian/gay rainbow, but a nice cute little bi rainbow that appears after a little rain. You know what I mean.
You probably didn't notice but BAM- that was biphobia.
The first point I'm going to bring up is that bisexuals are part of a magical, mystical triforce composed of themselves, asexuals, and pansexuals. For those unaware, an asexual is someone who does not particularly like sexual activities and a pansexual is someone who loves someone regardless of gender and sex. Why are they in this triforce? Because they are sexualities that are constantly believed to be made up. Why? Because many believe that it's IMPOSSIBLE to
Can I Just Say I Love You?Well… um… hello there. I didn't think you'd actually read this, but here goes nothing. So I sorta… you know… love you. Yea, I know it's strange to think about. Me of all people too. I just can't help be die a little inside when you say hi to me and walk to her. You know? I just kinda get a little jealous, but I'm too afraid to tell you I love you. So I wrote this note, hoping you'd read it somehow. So, why don't you just tell me you fell the same way? It would be wonderful to hear again. I know you are a little confused and I know this is strange. I'm not good a writing sonnets and I can't look at you in the eye except when I want you to see that I love you. So next time I see you, I'll look you in the eye. Then you'll know I mean it. Because I do. So, I hope I'll get a message from you or bump into you at the store.
20th of AprilIt was one of the finest houses, if not the finest house, one could ever lay their eyes upon, located in the more calmer and less trespassed districts in the city centre of Vienna. Adolf looked up at it. He couldn’t recall the last time he had felt so low-class, and this, standing in front of an inanimate structure. He felt so puny standing before the Viennese, two-story, excessive city apartment, its prestige overwhelming the seemingly small man dressed in a plain everyday black suit and a navy-blue tie to go along with it, the fanciest he could find that was stuffed somewhere within his drawers, which complemented the colour of his eyes. His eyes were the only bodily feature he was personally quite fond of. Friends, family and others he had encountered would always remark about the magic and charm his eyes tend to conjure (interestingly enough this was mostly expressed by the female ratio). His shoes, also black, he had polished as best he could. He held his grey felt hat which
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
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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