whispers in the night
this is for everyone that has asked "whats wrong" over the past week. its just something i wrote because i couldnt sleep.
ive realized why im afraid of the dark
because im afraid of evrything i miss
i forget things so the night shouts its cunning remarks to make me remember
but i end up doing the whole process again and again;
my future freaks me out, and my past is one of haunting
will any one ever fall for me like i do them?
will anyone ever really love me?
i doubt it, i really do.
because for me its always been "a little more" or "just about there"
i would love some one to hold; too bad its not in the cards
who'd have thunk the king of hearts tries to hard?
i get side tracked of lust not love sometimes but the confusion remains
ive always been the one to fall in love and get hurt,
by myself or by the one who tripped me
but they say falling for a reason; because eventually you hit the ground
every night this repetivie rhyme toils in my brain
and it gets me to pray for the mornings rays to infest my life and make me new
but it never works out quite as well as i wanted.
im always falling short
im always shunned
therefore im alone
whether im alone physically or mentally
i see black and some faces creeping in my periphery and its scary.
ill get called back into play
and ill answer with a playgerized response of enthusiasum
and just end up drifting back out again
its not this way all the time but usually when im alone
sorry guys thats why theres 9000 of my calls on your phones
this is a response to my hearts whispers in the night.
these are the reasons i fill my lungs with cyonide so the faster i die
i dont wanna kill myself because the curiosity of life does it for me
but it is a gift and like some gifts mine proved a little faulty.
for the most part im a pretty happy kid,
but when i lay down to sleep i get haunts of what i will do, am doing, and already did.
from after thanksgiving breakish but i made a new journal....
Current Mood:
nervousCurrent Music: Bright Eyes