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Giving up is the most obvious option.
Staying alive isn’t getting any easier.
My reasons just keep disappearing,
The excitements gone,
The spark in our eyes has faded.
A long time ago I never dreamed this day would come.
I’m so close to letting go,
I never thought I’d consider
Leaving you behind.
I’ve just spent so much time,
Waiting for someone to tell me every thing’s fine,
So when you can’t even say I’m alright,
The wounds just end up deeper.
Chains never seemed to be there till now,
Being forced was never considered.
Being torn between two never even entered my mind.
So when you’re sick of life itself,
Is there anywhere left to turn?
I’d do anything to see the fight back in your eyes;
If only I could find the motivation.
I’ve just spent so much time,
Waiting for someone to tell me every thing’s fine,
So when you can’t even say you’re alright,
The wounds just end up deeper.
I miss feeling like I’m going somewhere big.
I miss the energy,
I miss the fire.
It just seems like no one is good anymore,
We’ll end up struggling with our private monsters,
We’re more scared of the shame of exposing them,
Than we are of losing,
The darkness is more alluring then the light.
I’ve just spent so much time,
Waiting for someone to tell me every thing’s fine,
So when you can’t even say I’m alright,
Can’t even say that you’re alright,
Can’t even say everyone is gonna be OK,
The wounds just end up deeper.