tieshalynn

i long desperately for my old release to just write out my thoughts with such ease and honesty it seems there just isn't time for that anymore running away to the land of poetry seems like such a distant dream i've tried many times yet the words just don't come out quite right thoughts and emotions tangled inside wanting a means of escape days full of struggle disappointment jealousy exhaustion fear maybe even love… but for each of those feelings the others have no hope trapped eternally within my mind so here's my sad attempt to free some space within my mind i'm determined to fight harder this time no chance of

How I wish it could last I would give most anything For things to be the way they used to be But those days will not return There’s no point dwelling on the past Instead I’ll walk next to you Being closer than we have in so long I can feel your pulse My breath quickens You trust me so much more that I trust myself But do I deserve it? You’re the one with the control Keeping me from slipping up yet again Here I am with you So comfortable Everything is so right Yet so wrong at the same time I miss you so much I test myself Closing my eyes I lay my head on your shoulder Your forehead touches mine I attempt to

rain pounding on the roof running like tears down the windows lightning flashes across the sky lighting up the sad world below thunder roars not far behind shaking the very foundations of life this storm keeps raging after all this time nothing can seem to stop it now the rain is glowing red as the lightning flashes in her eyes a thunderous convulsion shakes the ruins of her body crumpled against the broken window, her shattered hopes of life

fate is such a twisted thing pulling her victims around lulling them into a sense of security only to edge them slowly over the cliff’s edge their only hope a soft landing if they get lucky, they can be a few steps ahead running through the downpour taking a leap of faith with closed eyes waiting for feet to touch ground fate’s past victims lie below perpetually tormented in this crazy inferno maybe one day fate will decide and there will be no more leaps and falls but for now these anguished souls will just keep spinning in and out of sight limited in their controls resting only briefly in fate’s icy hand

just try what could it hurt maybe every time i talk to you it makes me want to cry it feels like i’m clinging to that last little bit of me not willing to change not wanting to lose myself wandering alone longing for someone, anyone something to hold on to

the world is a disappointment society has gone down hill sadly it may not be possible for it to ever return just because ‘everyone does it’ seems to make it ok that is so far from the truth not ‘everyone’ does who is this ‘everyone’ people speak of anyway to become a part of ‘everyone’ you must assimilate to them originality? self control? ideals? there’s an antidote for those simply surround yourself in the media they’ll tell you how it works what is expected of you how to become part of ‘everyone’ you can’t be just ‘you’ ‘you’ aren’

your words they put her in a state of shock emotions rush through her many of them against her will joy misery hope confusion hatred and just a twinge of… no that one she cannot feel it goes back into hiding deep within her beneath the tears behind the self pity she cherishes those few horrific moments knowing thoroughly that nothing will ever change