She has her walls and her ways, they are what keep her safe. They are what keep her safe from the demons she sees and faces every day. She fears to relax, to let her walls down, or to make any change. To her that is when they will get hold of her again. To take her back. To drag her into the shit she once was in.
She feared to cry because the tears would create the cracks and soften the ground, making her walls tumble to the ground. Then what would keep her safe. She wasn’t strong enough to fight them on her own but no support but her walls were to be found. She found the walls hid what she needed hiding. They hid the hurt, they hid t
We aren't afraid of the shadows, not the least bit scared, but we fear what may lurk within the shadows. For all we know, lurking behind the shadows could be our biggest fears. Unfortunately we are unable to tell what may lurk because the shadows are dark. The shadows conceal what we are scared of the most, what we are afraid to see, what we will regret to know. This is why we are all forced to stay in the light; this is why we are scared of those who have been into the shadows.
Those who have been into the shadows are more powerful than any mind can comprehend, not because of what they found within the shadows, but what they have become whi
I hope you understand by WoundedbyWords, literature
Literature
I hope you understand
Could it be that I am simply lost in all the things I used to mourn
I could write about how I let you go, or how I'm lost in a place I don't want to be.
I'm just to lost to write about all that, I hope you understand that
I hope you understand that I'm not the person you hoped I would turn out to be.
I hope you understand I didn't intend to turn out this way
to be so lost in the things I mourn that I can no longer mourn
I just hope that you can understand this isn't what I intended
I hope you understand
Hold me a little higher
Or knock me even lower
But don't leave me here
Where I'm left not knowing
You push me away
Till you can no longer see
How much this hurts
The way you make me bleed
You meant so much to me
And now we are so far
I can't remember who you were
But I will always know the monster that you are.
She has her walls and her ways, they are what keep her safe. They are what keep her safe from the demons she sees and faces every day. She fears to relax, to let her walls down, or to make any change. To her that is when they will get hold of her again. To take her back. To drag her into the shit she once was in.
She feared to cry because the tears would create the cracks and soften the ground, making her walls tumble to the ground. Then what would keep her safe. She wasn’t strong enough to fight them on her own but no support but her walls were to be found. She found the walls hid what she needed hiding. They hid the hurt, they hid t
We aren't afraid of the shadows, not the least bit scared, but we fear what may lurk within the shadows. For all we know, lurking behind the shadows could be our biggest fears. Unfortunately we are unable to tell what may lurk because the shadows are dark. The shadows conceal what we are scared of the most, what we are afraid to see, what we will regret to know. This is why we are all forced to stay in the light; this is why we are scared of those who have been into the shadows.
Those who have been into the shadows are more powerful than any mind can comprehend, not because of what they found within the shadows, but what they have become whi
I hope you understand by WoundedbyWords, literature
Literature
I hope you understand
Could it be that I am simply lost in all the things I used to mourn
I could write about how I let you go, or how I'm lost in a place I don't want to be.
I'm just to lost to write about all that, I hope you understand that
I hope you understand that I'm not the person you hoped I would turn out to be.
I hope you understand I didn't intend to turn out this way
to be so lost in the things I mourn that I can no longer mourn
I just hope that you can understand this isn't what I intended
I hope you understand
I got told a while ago that life is made up of choices
good or bad
wrong or right
smart or dumb
but whatever choice you make it creates how your life will be sorta thing
well after thinking on this for a while i have decided our life only has one choice wether we folow our dreams or not
do we let them run away from us or d we chase them?
i guess if we dont follow them we stay exactly where we are right now never moving on never going any where
i think im going to see where my dreams take me now :)