frostyangel
Bluelighter
How many times to make you understand....
I realize I could never undo what I have done.
And here in my mind will always sit a constant reminder...
That day I woke up, I realized I fucked up.
When I go to sleep at nite, I understand that..
'hey, I really did fuck up'.
But, I'm only human right?
It's so easy to make mistakes, but
reversing the pain, will never completely
explain...and it was you. You're the one I was
thinking about all along. And in the end
it was you that had been deceived.
I can't remember the last day, the last days of
feeling sane.Stupid memories haunting my
brain.
And here we shared some cutting words wounding
every feeling we only knew, hurting more than a
knife would ever incure.
How many more times are we going to just stand
here stabbing each other. Seeing who could dig the
knife in deeper.
Bleeding the dreams of a reality, never knowing when
to stop. And still we cry at nite only wishing we knew
how to make it better......
There is a hand made stone path, that I cross over
sometimes during the day. I find myself looking down
at the time that was carefully spent working to build
something that would become one someday.
Where that man had found disassembling emotins
of ones' life which crossing paths end up unwinding.
That we step on, understanding what we are
doing, just to busy tourchering ourselves with
happy denial. There is no clarity found within
our mistakes, so let's not go over this one more nite. Let us not remind ourselves one more day of the stupid deceit we made.
I'm sorry...for all the hate I made. I know in your memories it will always be saved. But these words would not be on this paper if I didn't wish everyday, it could all be different in some other way.
Love me. pigtails entailed.
I realize I could never undo what I have done.
And here in my mind will always sit a constant reminder...
That day I woke up, I realized I fucked up.
When I go to sleep at nite, I understand that..
'hey, I really did fuck up'.
But, I'm only human right?
It's so easy to make mistakes, but
reversing the pain, will never completely
explain...and it was you. You're the one I was
thinking about all along. And in the end
it was you that had been deceived.
I can't remember the last day, the last days of
feeling sane.Stupid memories haunting my
brain.
And here we shared some cutting words wounding
every feeling we only knew, hurting more than a
knife would ever incure.
How many more times are we going to just stand
here stabbing each other. Seeing who could dig the
knife in deeper.
Bleeding the dreams of a reality, never knowing when
to stop. And still we cry at nite only wishing we knew
how to make it better......
There is a hand made stone path, that I cross over
sometimes during the day. I find myself looking down
at the time that was carefully spent working to build
something that would become one someday.
Where that man had found disassembling emotins
of ones' life which crossing paths end up unwinding.
That we step on, understanding what we are
doing, just to busy tourchering ourselves with
happy denial. There is no clarity found within
our mistakes, so let's not go over this one more nite. Let us not remind ourselves one more day of the stupid deceit we made.
I'm sorry...for all the hate I made. I know in your memories it will always be saved. But these words would not be on this paper if I didn't wish everyday, it could all be different in some other way.
Love me. pigtails entailed.
