frostyangel
Bluelighter
I swallowed what pride I thought I had..
I began to tilt forward.. starting to
fall forward..
I knew you all would watch me fall..
Is that the way it was always
suppose to be..
me here ..
you there ..
Holding what was your own..
I wanted to help,
myself .. others
Did you?
Before you took the first slice?
Before you dripped your screaming
have mercy blood across
the carpet?
Before you realized it burned with pain
that couldn't now be replaced?
Is that why you decided to do it again?
Bringing yourself down an other noch.
Not caring that you were not only
destroying others, than just yourself.
The fear of life is not the fear itself. It
was your stupidity on hoping you would survive
yet another day, knowing that it wasn't the
best life that was giving .. But struggling to
make it stronger was what we were to deal with
and you...
well, you..
You decided to give up, not only on yourself..
but on the others who believed in you ...
yes .. you.
They found those words you spoke had meaning..
and you ripped them away.. making us understand
that when we believe.. we shouldn't trust.
Because, giving was something that could be
easily taking away.
And I felt the shame for standing up for you
when no one else could..
And now.. well..
Sometimes, their suicide is not the answer
and we all ache to find a definite way out.
We think that once we are gone that we'll
forget. But it will only haunt you. Demons
follow you where ever you go. And they'll
never leave until you defeat them.
Scream, kick, beat. Whatever makes that anger
come out.. a true friend doesn't leave no matter
your out come. Just remember we're always here
to depend on.
Your better off not knowing the ending..
Until the time is right.
I began to tilt forward.. starting to
fall forward..
I knew you all would watch me fall..
Is that the way it was always
suppose to be..
me here ..
you there ..
Holding what was your own..
I wanted to help,
myself .. others
Did you?
Before you took the first slice?
Before you dripped your screaming
have mercy blood across
the carpet?
Before you realized it burned with pain
that couldn't now be replaced?
Is that why you decided to do it again?
Bringing yourself down an other noch.
Not caring that you were not only
destroying others, than just yourself.
The fear of life is not the fear itself. It
was your stupidity on hoping you would survive
yet another day, knowing that it wasn't the
best life that was giving .. But struggling to
make it stronger was what we were to deal with
and you...
well, you..
You decided to give up, not only on yourself..
but on the others who believed in you ...
yes .. you.
They found those words you spoke had meaning..
and you ripped them away.. making us understand
that when we believe.. we shouldn't trust.
Because, giving was something that could be
easily taking away.
And I felt the shame for standing up for you
when no one else could..
And now.. well..
Sometimes, their suicide is not the answer
and we all ache to find a definite way out.
We think that once we are gone that we'll
forget. But it will only haunt you. Demons
follow you where ever you go. And they'll
never leave until you defeat them.
Scream, kick, beat. Whatever makes that anger
come out.. a true friend doesn't leave no matter
your out come. Just remember we're always here
to depend on.
Your better off not knowing the ending..
Until the time is right.

