Feeling like my throats been slit
Words seem to stop at bleeding point
Reversing acidic words right back into my stomach
Finding the newest way to make me sick
The warmness of death lies next to me
The most I can do is just not breathe
Yesterday turns into tomarrow letting today be the story untold, unnoticed
Lies right now are as popular as intoxicants
No antedotes currently found
If you happen to stumble accross some, bring some back for the crowd - currently overindulging in the poisons dillusional reality
Hating every second, holding every breath
Exhaling leads to satisfaction or failure, and NO ONE LIkES A QUITTER
Motionles
When you live in such a shattered sheltered environment - you have friends, but your friends are your friends untill you grow old or die young.
Small town traps are so hard to untangle yourself from.
Ups and downs create swirling scars and lasting impressions, frequently on the most overlooked relationships.
Friendships held most close, shared so openly become bad tattooes on the heart, bad drugs to the brain.
This will matter not when it matters most, but when it finally matters least.
Sometimes things need to be let go.
Let it go.
Growing up is the most enexplained concept to my knowledge.
What are you supposed to do when you do
MyFriend,TheOverdose-B- by SuddenSuicide, literature
Literature
MyFriend,TheOverdose-B-
If I could be anything for yuo
I'd be your medicatrion
When you feel lost, alone, and empty
I'd be here as your salvation
The girl I knew once full of life
Now, blinded by despair
A life once lived with hopes and dreams
Has chose to go nowhere
Each night you fall asleep in pain
And wake with disarray
Your heart has lost the depth and love
Your mind's become decayed
I should be apathetic
You're just an empty girl
Who turned to drug addiction
To hide from the real world
Stop using drugs to fill the void
You encompass in your heart
Not only is it killing yours
It's ripping mine apart
I beg you now, please tell me
Just wha
I'm not myself lately, I'm different and it's weird
If I ever cared for anything, the caring disappeared
The emptiness in my stomach hurts, there's a hole in my heart
It's taking all I have right now, not to fall apart
I'm afraid everything's changing, I fear I'm not ready
I'm insecure, depressed, alone, and nowhere close to steady
Inside I'm broken, I have wounds I can't repair
It seems everyone's against me, but life is never fair
The other day I realized, how bad it could really be
I cried out all my tears, and no longer felt like me
I'm only happy when I sleep, my dreams keep me alive
When will I find that something, that will
Always around to make me smile.
I felt like I knew you for years.
So close so fast.
Intense as it was incredible.
Broken in the end.
A beautiful disaster from the beginning.
I could never read your thoughts.
You misinterpreted mine.
I never meant to hurt you.
You were something that I'd never had, and I probably shouldn't have attained.
You were too good for me.
You were tainted yes, but I was a wreck.
You picked me up, but I pushed away.
Cuz I was fucked up.
I'm still a head case.
Hopefully you've forgotten about me.
There's no reason to remember.
I try to forget everyday.
But there's no forgetting what I created.
You
how can something so far away still hurt so bad?
honestly, it's like 2000 miles, that should b enough not to feel it.
but i feel it.
every other weezer song, high cliff, the posters, the sweatshirts, eve6, everything.
you're everywhere.
get the fuck out of my dreams.
you are so perfect in my dreams.
this feels like freaken middle school.
i crushed.
H A R D
i don't do this ever.
i am never the person to do this.
but i'm doing it.
i'm letting it get to me.
sometimes i wish you never existed.
sometimes i wish you existed more than you do.
why do i exist?
all i do is spill stuff and hurt feelings.
are you happy?
i r
Sometimes...I don't know who you are
I don't know where youre going, what you're doing. Do you?
I don't know what you feel, if you feel
Your feelings make me nauseous
The butterflies in my stomach are anxious
So sick of waiting
Waiting on nothing
The waiting game is over
...is it over?
Cuz I can still smell you on last nights t-shirt
and I can see you in my dreams
I hear your words but choose not to listen
I feel you inside
Falling further, falling faster
Just to fall face first, face down
Deny me all you want
In the harshest way reject me
Accuse me, misuse me, mislead me
Miscommunication
Laughing, fighting, fucking, drin
im mildly insulted by the way your chemistry makes firework shows, while my chemistry is nothing more but bottle rockets thrown into the river. fizzling out before it even starts. i watch from accross the room, daggars shooting out of my eyes. bullseyes on your hearts. a forcefeild brings you 2 closer together as it deflects the daggars back into my eyes. it's better this way. my empty eye sockets can no longer see your passion growing. i can't see that girl drawing you in with her fake smile and devious eyes. i can't see it. but i can still feel it. i can still feel your hand on my heart pushing untill it explodes. what a bloody mess it's be
you're cute
in that uncommon way of looking at things
where've you been?
do i want to know?
probably not
stupidly sarcastic
hardly romantic
always falling for assholes
should i try?
should i hide?
should i let it fade?
everything is nothing
and nothing is all thats there
your probably broken the same as me
if you put 2 broken things together is the outcome miracously fixed?
or ridiculously unfixable?
my imagination
or your distant reality
when you look at me are you thinking like me?
we're weirdly alike
do i like it?
¿? misled ¿?
...so this is confusion....
i want to drink like a fish
drink untill i fill my empty insides
drink untill the pain drains my eyes
i wish i could do enough coke to go blind
sniff away everything thats crowdiing my mind
stay of for days
satisfied in my daze
i want to eat so many rolls
so many rolls that no one even knows
roll away my future
roll away my past
i wish my world still spun
i can't have fun
heartache headache
love rhymes with heartbreak
all the drugs in the world couldnt make me feel better
all the pain in the world couldnt make me feel worse
i hope i go to sleep tonight and never have to face tomarrow
i can't handle daylight
or tonight
it'
i'll find the cause of you.
the answer is somewhere.
it's inbetween the words you say.
or underneath the broken souls.
or ontop of the drama.
on ther side of the bullshit?
where ever it is, i'll find it
take it, feel it
UNDERSTAND it
i label u the disease
but then what's the cure?
the stiches for my cuts
the bandaids for my wounds
the solution for the bruises on my heart
so contagious.
your probably spreading yourself right now.
making everyone sick.
deadly empidemic.
can i win immunity?
is there a vaccine?
....
untreatable cancer
1 person dies everday from your disease.
Everyday that person is ME.
boys are like ballons these days, deflating over time
or popping before you've even had your fun with them
don't you just love when that happens?
what's yours, isn't yours
what's mine, isn't mine
everyone becomes fair game
every other boy is community whore
that very other girl has had
girls getting caught in traps
and lies
and triangles
situations!
fueds!
watch the boys fade to memory
while the girls rise above the influence
ST00PID FUCKERS.
is it okay?
or do we just see it that way?
is what's harmless really poison?
should we really let these boys in?
are there explinations to what goes wrong?
why do i think of him every other weezer song?
is there any way to understand?
what's my heart doing in his hand?
why is he freaken beautiful?
while she's fucken terrible?
could you tell what we're doing?
wouldn't you much rather be shrooming?
it's not okay.
we just see it that way.
what's harmless really IS poison.
we should always let those boys in.
it's usually your fault when things go wrong.
you should probably skip this weezer song.
only when you die will you unders
not talking to you was easy
giving you another chance was the hard part
but you'd just lost your life, your heart
i figured i'd put you back on your feet again
come with me, re-meet my friends
party. forget. do it again
see i got my shit together right now but i don't have shit except my friends
i love my friends
i shared them with you
shared the laughs, the smiles, the times
you took it for granted, and you took more than your share
backstabbing bitches come far and few
you let me tell you everything
just to throw it back in my face
i have news for you
you don't get away with that shit
no one gets away with that shit, especi
i want to drink like a fish
drink untill i fill my empty insides
drink untill the pain drains my eyes
i wish i could do enough coke to go blind
sniff away everything thats crowdiing my mind
stay of for days
satisfied in my daze
i want to eat so many rolls
so many rolls that no one even knows
roll away my future
roll away my past
i wish my world still spun
i can't have fun
heartache headache
love rhymes with heartbreak
all the drugs in the world couldnt make me feel better
all the pain in the world couldnt make me feel worse
i hope i go to sleep tonight and never have to face tomarrow
i can't handle daylight
or tonight
it'
you're cute
in that uncommon way of looking at things
where've you been?
do i want to know?
probably not
stupidly sarcastic
hardly romantic
always falling for assholes
should i try?
should i hide?
should i let it fade?
everything is nothing
and nothing is all thats there
your probably broken the same as me
if you put 2 broken things together is the outcome miracously fixed?
or ridiculously unfixable?
my imagination
or your distant reality
when you look at me are you thinking like me?
we're weirdly alike
do i like it?
¿? misled ¿?
...so this is confusion....
im mildly insulted by the way your chemistry makes firework shows, while my chemistry is nothing more but bottle rockets thrown into the river. fizzling out before it even starts. i watch from accross the room, daggars shooting out of my eyes. bullseyes on your hearts. a forcefeild brings you 2 closer together as it deflects the daggars back into my eyes. it's better this way. my empty eye sockets can no longer see your passion growing. i can't see that girl drawing you in with her fake smile and devious eyes. i can't see it. but i can still feel it. i can still feel your hand on my heart pushing untill it explodes. what a bloody mess it's be
Sometimes...I don't know who you are
I don't know where youre going, what you're doing. Do you?
I don't know what you feel, if you feel
Your feelings make me nauseous
The butterflies in my stomach are anxious
So sick of waiting
Waiting on nothing
The waiting game is over
...is it over?
Cuz I can still smell you on last nights t-shirt
and I can see you in my dreams
I hear your words but choose not to listen
I feel you inside
Falling further, falling faster
Just to fall face first, face down
Deny me all you want
In the harshest way reject me
Accuse me, misuse me, mislead me
Miscommunication
Laughing, fighting, fucking, drin
how can something so far away still hurt so bad?
honestly, it's like 2000 miles, that should b enough not to feel it.
but i feel it.
every other weezer song, high cliff, the posters, the sweatshirts, eve6, everything.
you're everywhere.
get the fuck out of my dreams.
you are so perfect in my dreams.
this feels like freaken middle school.
i crushed.
H A R D
i don't do this ever.
i am never the person to do this.
but i'm doing it.
i'm letting it get to me.
sometimes i wish you never existed.
sometimes i wish you existed more than you do.
why do i exist?
all i do is spill stuff and hurt feelings.
are you happy?
i r
Always around to make me smile.
I felt like I knew you for years.
So close so fast.
Intense as it was incredible.
Broken in the end.
A beautiful disaster from the beginning.
I could never read your thoughts.
You misinterpreted mine.
I never meant to hurt you.
You were something that I'd never had, and I probably shouldn't have attained.
You were too good for me.
You were tainted yes, but I was a wreck.
You picked me up, but I pushed away.
Cuz I was fucked up.
I'm still a head case.
Hopefully you've forgotten about me.
There's no reason to remember.
I try to forget everyday.
But there's no forgetting what I created.
You
Every wall in this room is closing in on me
I just say to myself "fake it" then I realize that I can't breathe
The barbed wire room in my stomach is rusting away
If it hurts this much to pray then I guess I won't have to stay
Drinking Champagne in the moonlight
Losing my way to what they say is right
Lifting my praise to these open skies
Blood running down my wrists tranquility's demise
Shouldn't we all be lifeless?
Shouldn't we just throw away our breathes?
Why should the threat
Be the cause of all the calls
When its close to gone
Is when the world falls
Just for them
Fix up my skin and get a new nose
Just make myself perfect
When you live in such a shattered sheltered environment - you have friends, but your friends are your friends untill you grow old or die young.
Small town traps are so hard to untangle yourself from.
Ups and downs create swirling scars and lasting impressions, frequently on the most overlooked relationships.
Friendships held most close, shared so openly become bad tattooes on the heart, bad drugs to the brain.
This will matter not when it matters most, but when it finally matters least.
Sometimes things need to be let go.
Let it go.
Growing up is the most enexplained concept to my knowledge.
What are you supposed to do when you do
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