I'm left alone to my own devices. Left alone to cry in the blinding darkness, or are thoes my tears? I can never tell any more, it's all a blur, all pretend. I thought that I knew the answer, all I knew was a lie. I look at my life, shattered and confused. I thought that you made sense but I was wrong. You hurt like everything else, like everyone else. I want to pour out all my frustrations, all my hurt, all my rage. I've been blinded I couldn't see the lies ofr what they were and I'm just now starting to see the truth. I think it's the truth anyway, but what the ******** do I know I'm just here along for the ride hoping not to fall off. I used to hope for someone who would catch me and tell me that it was ok. Now I know you can't count on anyone anymore, no one can be trusted, everyone lies.
So what do I do now? Do I let it go. . .no, I couldn't do that, it'd be like loosing a part of myself. I could seek revenge, epecially when it's so easy, I could hurt you forever, make you cry if I'm lucky with half of the pain I've been caused. Could I do that. . .no, as much pain as you've caused me I don't want to see you cry, I couldn't be that curel. So what do I do...I sit here alone and think, always thinking, if only you knew of what.
nightsongs · Wed Nov 15, 2006 @ 12:27pm · 0 Comments |