There is always that question Will you be there for me when I need you most? We all ask it In every relationship I was broken, open wounds from long ago were salted You came for me A friend severed a relationship, left me falling apart You called me, talked to me, loved me, cared for me. My past kept coming back up, assaulting me You were there, cheering me on each time I overcame it You gave me strength to move past the broken parts You are slowly re-opening my heart to love I don't always trust love But I trust you I don't know if I believe in love But I know that if there is love, you have shown it to me So don't go thinking you're doing me wrong Life isn't perfect We don't always say the perfect words But you have come pretty close to it always I know you would rather die than hurt me So don't be worried, I know you care I can forgive. I love you. Don't worry so much. You're doing great. And the answer right now to that question Is yes, Yes, you will be there for me when i really need you. Maybe not it person But in thought, Compassion, Concern, You will make sure someone else is there when you can't be That insures I am safe. You are always there for me. The physical miles between don't indicate that. The distance your feelings for me are from your heart shows how close you are to me And from what I can tell That means I'm pretty much super glued to your heart Will you be there for me when I need you most? You already have been.
My heart is learning to love again My heart is being broken in a new way I love him My best friend hates me Why must I always be behind Why can't I ever move ahead When does the pain stop And the healing begin? I have been unhappy for almost six years Isn't it time for some happiness For that smile to cross my face again For my heart to feel joy Heart where have you gone Why are you hiding I want my happiness back It wasn't supposed to be given away. I was supposed to never lose it Everyone told me never to lose it. Then I was torn from a place I loved And again And again Then men Despicable men Pretended to love me One after another Until not only did I not feel joy I didn't feel love I didnt believe in love My heart gave way I gave up Then someone died Is there no end to the ways a heart to break Then a friend chose to leave me over miniscule disagreements A man loved me I loved him My heart is breaking As it is being restored I don't know how I can love so deeply Yet feel so betrayed by another love I want my heart to love again. I want people to know the joy my heart can have The healing my smile could bring Pain Don't hold me back any longer These chains of sadness need not another link Why does the chain get so heavy. Why?! The blood keeps tempting me I want control again Blood. All I want is a little blood. All I want is for this pain to leave me But it wont It grips me Enternally Ruining everything I love. Pain. Hurt. Blood. I have nothing left. That is all I can feel
Suddenly you're leaving Then you aren't You keep getting frustrated What do you want me to do I want you to be happy I am flexible for you I freeze so you don't sweat I eat wheat because you hate white bread We make a schedule so you can feel good about the bathroom. I don't touch your stuff I'm quiet in the morning You think something is wrong? I wasn't even mad at you. We misunderstand that you wanted to go along You think we're doing it on purpose Stop making up excuses to be mad at us We're sick of it We wanted you to be happy You REFUSE to be happy Leave us alone. I finally am happy Happier than you have EVER known me to be But no Its still about you because your life isn't perfect Wake-up thats life Mine sucks too Maybe for once be happy that I'm so happy? You're the only one that can't see how happy I am You're the only one trying to ruin it Get over yourself Stop being self centered And stop pretending your the victim We all are in this situation. You hurt three we hurt one. You did more damage than we did combined. Stop being self centered Get over yourself
Yesterday I told my mother Yesterday I became like my mother Today I am scared Scared I may become a monster that he really can't love What if I'm really just not beautiful What if I do deserve the scum that other men have treated me with I'm scared any moment he will turn, Look at me, And walk the other way. How do I let go of my past How do I become that person I so long to be That one that one that is kind to everyone The kind you love I am so far from perfect I'm scared if I let you really won't like what you see I want to talk to my past I'm scared to cut it off I'm scared that my past can overcome himself I'm scared of letting go of something old To hold onto something new Something that feels to weak to hold on to I need my future to be stronger than my past And all I feel is weak I am not weak. I hate being weak I don't want to be vulnerable again I'm scared to show the scars. I don't want what happened once to happen again. Will it happen again. I beg you. Love the monster I can be. I need the monster to be loved. The monster needs its heart back But isn't ready to have the heart it once did, again. Its scared. I'm scared. I'm vulnerable. I'm going to lash out I don't want to lose you. Will I lose you? Can I love you? I want to love you. Do I love you? I am scared of the future, but I'm letting go of the past I am terrified. I am alone. I want someone. Do I NEED someone? Is a need a weakness? Is a need helpless? Draw me close. Keep me safe. But don't make me needy. I am strong. I just need support to walk beyond my past. I don't know how long it will take. Are you ready for a long walk? I hope to God we both have the strength for this. I don't know if my heart can be broken anymore. Don't break my heart. Please.
Right now he loves me I lie to myself and say this time he'll do me different He moves in for a kiss I back away He tries again until he finds the breaking point He found the breaking point... I never thought he'd be like that An upstanding Christian Enough that he feels justified in judging other by there music Or about how the handle their love life Ironic isn't it That he can't see the plank in his own eye We are not our music, Music is a part of us but we should not be judged by it It is narrow minded to believe we are our music. Open your eyes. There is so many other things to define someone by. And his relationships You tried to take something of mine without my consent. How Christian of you How upstanding How fake you are. You are who you have been becoming You deny what you have been becoming Say it isn't you It is you, you just don't like it. I want to hurl everything painful at you. All I can muster is, I hope he is at least man enough to tell her So many say he won't. I pray he does. Show them for once that you are better than they believe Than I believe. Show me the scars aren't for nothing Tell me the blood made you care. You need to care Its not about what you can get out of it. My body isn't something for you to enjoy. If it were I'd just be an object... But that IS what I've become to you an Object, even though the "attraction isn't physical" Don't lie through your teeth. I don't believe that lie. I just thought you weren't capable. Don't take whats not yours and then just walk away Don't hand me an ultimatum about how things will go now You cornered and shot me And the only thing you care about is yourself Its still only about you When will it be about others? Life isn't about self preservation Its about facing reality. You're head is in the clouds I don't pretend what I do is right, I don't pretend I'm not a despicable person. I'll let my darkness show I'll let them see my scarlet letter. And those only ones who won't condemn me for falling Are those who you say are bad Your faith is not like your Christ. Don't judge lest you be judged. They accept me The people that are said to be so wrong. Love me Hold me Heal me Why is it not those like you. Especially you. Who are helping me? What I need the most is to be reached. But the Doctoring for you is of the healthy. Christ doctored the Sick. I am sick You judged me. I'm hurt You condemn me to hell rather than lift me from the pit. You are not like your Christ. And you wonder why I don't turn to those who follow Christ like you. Its because you are the reason I'm hurting The reason I struggle. I need a hand up, and you kick me down.
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