femmme fatal
Bluelighter
The anger that consumes me now,
the rage I must abide;
it comes from somewhere I can't reach,
a hollow deep inside.
It's too much.
I long to fill this emptiness,
to leave this hate behind;
I need to say I'll be alright,
and that I do not mind.
But I can't.
I cannot wake up from this dream,
my hands won't cease to shake;
I gather close what's left of me,
the parts you could not break.
Because I wouldn't let you.
My angry tears are not enough,
to purge my heart and mind;
there's something more I must let go,
a release I cannot find.
There is no release.
I'm choking back my loneliness,
I forbid myself to break;
I may have laid my trust down,
but it wasn't yours to take.
You took it anyway.
So now I sit inside myself,
with grief and misery;
the smoke and disillusionment,
and wish that you could see.
What have you done?
aj the femme
the rage I must abide;
it comes from somewhere I can't reach,
a hollow deep inside.
It's too much.
I long to fill this emptiness,
to leave this hate behind;
I need to say I'll be alright,
and that I do not mind.
But I can't.
I cannot wake up from this dream,
my hands won't cease to shake;
I gather close what's left of me,
the parts you could not break.
Because I wouldn't let you.
My angry tears are not enough,
to purge my heart and mind;
there's something more I must let go,
a release I cannot find.
There is no release.
I'm choking back my loneliness,
I forbid myself to break;
I may have laid my trust down,
but it wasn't yours to take.
You took it anyway.
So now I sit inside myself,
with grief and misery;
the smoke and disillusionment,
and wish that you could see.
What have you done?
aj the femme
Don't ever, Ever sell yourself short 
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