I told her how much I felt hated…
I told her how much I felt that, some days
I hated myself…
And she told me that she couldn’t imagine why…
And she told me…
“You are Warmth.”
I told her how much I felt hated…
I told her how much I felt that, some days
I hated myself…
And she told me that she couldn’t imagine why…
And she told me…
“You are Warmth.”
No one lives on a bridge.
We live in our homes, wherever they may be, but
A bridge is never a home.
A bridge is a connection,
A bond linking every home together.
People are never bridges themselves,
But they can build bridges to others.
Sometimes we spend all our lives working
And building up our bridges;
Sometimes we have to see them torn down,
But it’s important that we remember to keep some strong,
To bare the weather and the tides,
And to survive anything to come,
So that we never find ourselves
Alone.
Now, here I stand, in the shadow that I claim to be my own.
Time flies on without a care. I’m too dark to care myself.
Even though I have you still, even though you’re not gone,
I feel alone without the love we shared before.
I listen as they all tell me not to feel alone,
Because they’re still here to care for me.
I swear I care about them too, but
As much as they want to help,
As much as they want to be enough,
They aren’t, and for that
I’m truly sorry.
—
Take a step into the darkness…
Let it surround you…
And you shall need your shadow no more.
It’s been long enough,
We’ve given time for our wounds to heal.
Now it’s time to make sure
That we don’t hurt ourselves again.
I hear you, feel like sometimes I see you
Watching me, observing me, but I do not fear you,
For you’re the spirit watching over me.
In this vast labyrinth, you’re always there
In every hall and every room
The corridors of my mind…
Hiding in the dark
And the quiet ambience,
You are just like me,
We are shadow and spirit.
I keep running in circles
Because I can’t even decide myself
What I think’s best for you.
I want so badly
For you to stay,
Because I feel
You’re all I have.
But part of me wonders
If you really would
Be better off without me.
The thought scares me
More than anything else.
None but my faith as of now
And a will to make things right
No matter what the cost.
—
May 29th, 2014
I start here.
Where I am now.
And I let myself go back to
Times long ago.
From here, I leave
The life that I know today.
I feel I must return to
A happier time.
I want that back again,
To relive those days, though,
I think I don’t have an oppurtunity
To make it better.
It’s bittersweet, but I know what I have to do.
To make it better.
I think I don’t have an oppurtunity
To relive those days, though,
I want that back again,
A happier time.
I feel I must return to
The life that I know today.
From here, I leave
Times long ago.
And I let myself go back to
Where I am now.
I start here.
If you swear to love me
Why would you let me go?
You think I don’t love you the same.
I swear to love you,
And tell you I can’t let go.
I think you don’t love me at all.
I’ll never escape, will I?
I’m cursed by love.
My soul is too dark
To be touched by anyone
Without destroying them.
And while I don’t have a cold heart,
No one dares go near it.
My heart is and will always be for one,
But they will never feel the same.
How I feel will never change.
I will wander on,
Touching souls
And maybe even elevating some,
But I will never truly be loved
The way that I love them, because
I am a shadow.
Drawing blood, I ask myself
If I really want to be doing this;
I remind myself that I promised myself that
I would stop.
But if you don’t love yourself
It’s hard to keep a promise to yourself.