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I'm SorryI'm sorry for all the times I could not cry
Standing by and watching others worlds crumble around me
without one tear to shed
I've been used up, drained out and tossed aside
Nothing left within to show any outward sign
just an empty shell remains
unable to find one drop of humanity
nothing is left to regain
I'm sorry for every time I could not show emotion
No love, no hate, no sadness or grief
a life of solitude is what i deserve
No place in this world is meant for me
As fast as things were going up
twice as fast it all came crashing down
so, I'm sorry if I cannot make my dream come true
all i ever wanted, was to always be with you
No matter how hard i try
it seems the closer I hold you
the farther you are taken away
to reconcile many days i have come to rue
Love, Hate and ReminiscenceI lie in reminiscence
awaiting a truth to reveal itself
Just letting myself go
I hate these memories
yet i can't help but to hold on to them
as much pain as they bring me
an answer is hidden
stands to conflict
I wish to rid myself of these curses
so i try and forget
forcing myself not to know
Not to remember
but I cannot allow myself
for out of all the suffering
I have found something worth it
I hate these memories
but i have found reason to keep them
for out of these horrible images
the few that have come with you
have made the suffering worth it
I lie here in reminiscence
awaiting a truth to reveal itself
with a new conscience
a new will
a new strive
and driving myself forward with reason
A guiding image forms
just about the horizon
giving me hope and a key
unlocking what has been set away
I love these memories.
Will VS ConscienceI talk like I'm wise
as if i know what to do
though i act so foolish
as if i have no clue
The words and the actions
both contradict themselves and eachother
if only I could act upon will
without this growing conscience taking over
I wish I could embrace her
without feeling like I'm wrong
or take an act of courage
without a mind of fog
a leap of faith within ones self
thats all it should be
but how can I when no more exists
in a shell so empty
I hide behind gifts and words
rather than physical affection
rotting away in this hole
burying myself under perilous confliction
Depressioni thought you would never leave me be
you tore my soul apart
i went to sleep with tears in my eyes
and wake up crying
i endured until i was empty
without even a soul to gaze upon
for in the mirror i saw nothing
nothing but a stranger staring back at me
for years i parted ways with this world
the family were an insufferable entity
and the friends had gone but not forgotten
I still can't forget their betrayal
Was it their fault i had this black cloud over me?
I'd lay awake at night, confused
laying awake, wondering why i ever listened
wondering how i would ever put things right
i had parted my ways for years
years you stole from my life and my love
my dark songs my only comfort
the only ones who could understand
as i tried to remember who i was before
but i was changed forever
and from the darkness the raven flew
I flew away
yet still you haunt me
forever perhaps in my memory
the reminiscents of sorrow and regret
but my spirit is strong
stronger than i realised to conquer you
and when i
Love"Hey! What're you scribbling on your notebook?"
"It's always nothing. Com'n, tell me." With that she snatched the notebook from him and caught him offguard. She was only able to read the first few words that he snatched it back from her.
"Love doesn't exist?" She asked in a confused tone
"It's nothing alright!"
"It is something. What are you not telling me?"
"I said it's NOTHING" a rage in his voice. She was taken aback by his anger that she couldn't reply in fear.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of reacted the way I did."
"It's okay. It's not your fault."
"The thing is I don't want people to know how I feel about things."
"You can tell me. You know you can trust me. Please tell me. I want to help you. How can you say love doesn't exist. What about your mom? A mom always loves her child."
"My mom left me and my dad when I was five for another man." His reply was cold.
"I'm sorry. I....I didn't know. But your dad loves you right?"
You're Not AloneWe live in a world that is full of great pain.
Where everyone one has a heavy burden to carry.
We think that nobody could possibly understand what we have gone through.
But in a world that is abundant in such matters,
there is somebody, somewhere who knows of your grievances;
who shares your pain;
who is in the same boat.
So know; You're not alone.
Like a child behind a locked door,
we keep our burdens a secret.
We do what we shouldn't.
We say what we wouldn't.
Instead of seeking help among ones we love,
we pray they never find out.
We isolate ourselves;
we think we're alone...
Weather it was something we have said or done,
something we are ashamed of,
or something in our past.
It eats at our hearts.
We are afraid to open up.
We forget that we aren't the only ones in the world,
because others laugh and smile.
But I assure you, they have their own problems too.
So don't think you're alone.
Stop looking back if your past is ugly.
Stop looking to your side and comparing your life.
AscensionI guess I need some time out alone, on my own just like during the November Rain
All I wanted to acquire was swift, shallow, sanctified ascension.
All I got was fear, abduction, insanity, depression.
I've gone a long way since then, and you know it,
I mastered the arts of the Sacrilegious Lie,
And I tried to paint it on your face,
No matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't listen to me
Then I guess the Ascension is the dream that consumes me every day, every night and day
All I want to say is "forgive me"!
All I want to get is an ounce of glee.
I will take my guitar and solo it until the end of time,
For I know I cannot acquire your Ascension, with or without souls
I must take out my eyes so that they could cry as much as they deserve
for their tears wouldn't fit into their orbits
something similar to my heart never fitting into my chest when I think of you and your ascension
For we all know, love is the architect of happiness and sa
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