|Posted by Terri on October 20, 2011 at 5:35 PM||comments (0)|
Nothing is ever gonna be okay, It turned out so wrong, so wrong
nothing is going to be alright, Just see you tearing my piece of art apart
Nothing is going to be fine, Because your killing my dying heart,
Your killing my, Killing my dying heart..
Looking back now, You need to walk away
You need to let me go, You need to find a way
Because im not that little girl anymore, No more, no more
I don't sit here anymore, begging for such perfectness
I don't sit here letting you push me away from such harshful words
Don't you dare tell me whats right or wrong,
When you had proven me, Everything was a little dear mistake,
Mistake to kept me along
The warmth touch of yous
Now ice cold to my skin
The way you talk, Is prove me right, that you'll never change, just become a stranger
Don't you see, We've grown apart since the day I learn the truth
Don't you hold me back with your stupid lies, Because it worth nothing to me
You're just killing my dying heart,
Killing.. Killing my dying heart
Sit here, watch me walk away, Just as I let go of your hands,
The world gave me a danger signs, But holding back, Is just never gonna fix my wrongs
These tears are just words to say, Goodbye, Goodbye, This will the last
Fears of letting go of the hand that I once held since the day I had my first cry
Now knowing, I got no choice but be ready to pack, and go.. go
Nothing is ever gonna be okay, it turned out so wrong... wrong.. wrong
Nothing is going to be alright, Cause your tearing my piece of art
Nothing is gonna be fine, Cause your killing my dying heart,
Killing my, Killing my dying heart..
Don't you tell me whats right or wrong,
This is always been just a little dear mistake,
and I'm your mistake you risk to take
Locked up so tight, Now I found my way, To free myself to the dangerous world
Look, Look at me now, What do you see?
Don't you held me back, Because the past meant nothing to me but just a memory to see
Look, Look at me now, What do you see?
The little girl that had once open up to become the strong woman
Just walk.. walk away, Let me go, Because now.. tell me, whos the biggest one here?
You done nothing.. But kill my dying heart..
Your just killing.. killing my dying heart..
You said.. You'll be there.. But you lied.. You lied too me,
The only thing that was there, was the monster who has once open by the day I beg for protection
The way I held myself against the corner walls, and the marks you made,
The way of the cold water tears fallen down my warm hot cheeks,
Can't you hear the breathing of mine? Just hard to catch once again..
Don't you see.. Don't you see,
You need to let me go.. You need to find a way,
Because im not that little girl anymore, No more, No more..
I don't see here anymore, begging for perfectness,
Don't sit here letting you push me away, just harshful words against me
These tears.. are just a sign of goodbye.. Goodbye.
|Posted by Terri on September 27, 2011 at 11:45 PM||comments (0)|
The night, is a dreadful night, Such a lonely hours, as the clock tick its time around
The thunder is brighting up the midnight skys, Flash over flashes, brighter, into different style of beauty
The sound of music, was loud enough, blasting between my ears, but.. It wasn't loud enough to stop the voice in the mind
Here, This is my heart, This is the heart, that so many want' to view,
This heart, is calling out, Into the dial of your number,
Ring, Ring.. as that sound becomes a music into my ears
Here we go again, That voicemail.. God, it' became a nightmare to hear it once more.
Leaning against the brick wall, watching the thunder fly around, making a peaceful art to my eyes,
I feel the clouds, over coming together, causing a tear drop down towards my cheeks.
Its warm.. its cold.. It's falling, down on me, That water, Reminds me of the past.
The smile, Oh that beauty smile.. I missed it so much, I beg for mercy, just to see it once more
Where has the feeling gone? Where has the joy went?
Curiousity, Of wonders.. with no true answer.
Does he miss me..? Does' he wish to see me once more..? Does he plead for me like I do..?
Ow.. that painful feeling once more, My lord.. please get rid of such things.
What if im not good enough..? What if im doing too much or doing too less..?
Such denials, Such negative thoughts, running in me.
My fear was, If I cried, The tears wouldn't stop falling, I don't wish to cry, Don't let me cry..
Clinching my hands tight together, as the chest pressure more harder, Feeling my throat ready to tight together
What is this? Why do I feel such things?
I raise my head against the wall, staring up, letting the pouring water run down my face
Happy thoughts.. Happy thoughts...
Sign, letting out a breath, the close my eyes gently,
That.. warm feeling, His face.. so pure, so happy.. so alive, that smile, oh dear that smile..
His eyes, shows the truth.. he was enjoying every moment.. His voice.. just such nice tone..
that laugh.. Please, let it continue..
My body, Lighten up slowly.. I feel the vibe rush into my chest..
Gasp softly.. den whispered gently.. "I missed him..".
|Posted by Terri on September 25, 2011 at 5:20 PM||comments (0)|
I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.
You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already. Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
... Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
Are you against abortion?
|Posted by Terri on September 19, 2011 at 12:40 AM||comments (0)|
Ah, love, we hear that mostly all the time, isn't that correct?
We hear it from music, we hear it from family, friends, and strangers,
But here is one problem we all got,
What is true love? What is the actual meaning towards that word?
Honestly, I can be truthful of that,
True love has no meaning of definition what it exactly means.
We all can feel it differently, We could feel it the same, But yet.. we can't put it in words.
Are you inlove, Or are you not? Is the question I get curious of,
Being inlove is a next level step, taking a risk of what it could lead you towards too,
But not being inlove? That is a different type of story.
I don't know exactly what theroy people haves, But i'll share mine.
Mostly when your a teenager through out adult ages, You tempt to have this..
Urge to have a person.
Because in life, you would feel lonely, upset, depressing, and some people
don't go through such an awful life, but having love is what they are craving for.
But other people, does live into an awful life, and sometimes, they urge to have a person
because there belief is that a person can change there life.
It's just, they don't feel complete, but.. have they ever thought, a person,
can steal your heart, and ruin your life?
And another way to say is.. that your being used, to cure a heart.
Those people, that are craving for love, are blinded, to either what's good or whats bad,
They don't understand what is truly right, all they really want is to be perfect
But we can't judge them, can we? Because most of us wants to be perfect too.
Now here's another story, that most people could have problems with, it's a bit rare to me
but lately I got some time to noticed it out.
When ever you into a relaitonship, You get all puppy love, and such, Then make
promises, and say things, you thought you can keep, till one day.. it all fell apart
like a rip paper.
After times of doing that.. being into relationship, trusting.. giving faith.. hoping.. wishing..
and having that continuously going can ruined a person so easily,
Cause that one person to take in the pain and
hold it as if it was a safe-lock.
Till time comes in.. and having another person welcomed into your world,
The person that has been hurt so many time, would of course, be afraid.
There's no deny in that, Because who wouldn't be afraid?
I would like you to come to my face and look in my eyes, and tell me,
If trusting a person.. loving a person.. caring and needing a person doesn't fear you?
Because the biggest fear.. is losing one
It's a pity, how life cycle works that way..
It's also a pity, to be compaired into something so fast.. because of the past
The past.. is the past, Things never work out well, but doesn't mean you can leave it on your back
What you could do, is learn a lesson towards it. Don't regret it.
But one thing is.. You got to give a chance, you got to open up.. You got be honest
You got to show your actual color, You got to breathe out the stress, and pain
that you held in your chest. Don't be afraid.. Be truthful.
It's also a pity.. to be compaired to be like that kind of person, to leave one behind.
|Posted by Terri on September 17, 2011 at 7:50 PM||comments (0)|
We may not see eachother in real.. we may not see eachother face to face, But, There's one thing I do know.. our love.. are always pure and real, it connects together.. only causing it to be stronger, so by the time we meet, I'll fall inlove all over again.
|Posted by Terri on September 17, 2011 at 6:45 PM||comments (0)|
"Don't look away.." The sound of soft whisper of a low voice.. My cheeks, Flushed.. Tilting my head, to ignore seeing the face infront of me.. The breathing.. got close to my cheeks, I smelt the scent.. that pure scent, that cause me to be breathless I tried to speak, to protest.. but the words, died on me.. failed me so terrible How exactly did I get myself into this? It's a long story, It begin not very long ago, It started out, where I was against every rule that was there, that even existed, I hated what was involed around me As I lived with only just a parent, Father, but we aren't connected like father and daughter things, Mother, had a life to follow for herself, She didn't accept my father in her's, so she left, right after couple of months I popped into the world Honestly, Being grown up into my teenage years, I knew much more, so the mother part, I did not use against myself, Nor gave myself a guilt over it. My father was always so stern, stubborn, and un-likey, He was a stranger whom I lived with. It was late summer, Such a hot time, which is something I have always hated, The night, Father and I had an silly argument, But that silly argument, turned out to be the biggest one. Once it was done, I ran into my room, and slam the door behind me, Not caring if it would break or not, This is the life style I had to deal with, Having to be angry each day' without having such reasons to be happy for, Don't get me wrong, I'm not that type of people that hates life becausee they don't get what they please to have I'm the type of person that find's things so un-fair, Because since i'm the teenage girl, I'll be likey to be found not good enough to understood for. Truly, I never let such temper take over me, Because likey, I would get on my computer, and turning my speaker into blast, as the music filled up my room, nearly the whole house. But that has broke for me, Because now, the interent has cut off from my computer system', which pissed me off even more, I walked back and forth, around the room, thinking of what I could do to relax, but nothing else seem to work, I slide my finger down my pocket, and found my cell left inside, I took it out and check the people I could talk too, but I noticed the time, 2:34 am, Damn.. Everyone is asleep at this time. I cursed under my breath, then I turned around, and saw the window. I listen to my door, I can hear father snoring himself to sleep.. that drunk bastard, but yet.. It was the perfect time for me. I grab my jacket that was laying flat on my bed, and slide it on, only zipping half of the jacket.. and I opened up the window. The tempature was a great feeling, Cool, warm.. a bit cold wind, but yet, alive. A tree was next to my window, I check the branches, to see how strong it was, It was strong enough to hold on the weight of mine, I climbed on, and jumped off, Landing on my feet, but lost a bit of balance, God.. I seriously hate the gravity once in a while. As I get my balance back up, I started to walk off the dry grass that my father is dearly lazy to take care of, and walked into the empty street, I honestly did not know where I was going but I shrug it off, and walked away, sliding my hand in my jacket pockets, the important thing right now, is being anywhere but away from so-called home. The sky was clear.. Since I don't live no where near the city, I get more view of the stars, Which is amazingly beautiful.. and the moon, lights up enough for me to see the street im walking ahead towards too. I picked to go to the park instead, I knew I couldn't walked through the park area, because there police watchers, So I had an idea to jump over the gate from the far end of the park. I always found it kinda stupid to have someone to watch a public park, I mean seriously? That really does no good when the watchers do nothing but mess around there cell phones out of boredom. I walk towards to this swing set, I always swing when I was 6 years old, I still love that swing, because of my childhood memorys', when father wasn't such a stranger to me. Sitting on it.. Swinging back and forth slowly, I let a smile curl on my face, just enjoying myself.. So peaceful, Wishing it could last like this all the time. Then I stopped, Because I saw someone walking down towards the swing.. My thought was, Police, So I quietly ran behind this tree that wasn't so far off from the swing-set, Once that person came near, I held my breath inside me, Fearing if the person, or it, can hear me. But instead.. I heard the swing-set, being moved.. My curioustiy took the best of me, I try to peek.. to get a closer look. A shadow.. some tall figure, was swinging on the swings.. almost just like I did. It looked like a boy.. He looked up, I saw a bit of his face, because of the moon light was shining down, and his face figure.. looked as if he isn't that far off my age but yet.. older. Then the boy, turn his head and smiled.. as he speaked, "I know your there". Suprised by the way his voice sound.. so deep, so calm.. so relax.. it end up being an echo. I gasp, Because of how startle I became. He got off the swing, and chuckled.. "Don't be afraid.. Come on out". Instead.. I tried running off. Could I trust this person? I don't know, but I did not want to find out. I ran.. and ran till I reach the gate. But before I could get near the gate. I felt a hand grab my wrist and pulled me.. I end up turned around, accidently hit my body against this tall person.. He was so warm.. He looked down on me, and I tried to pull away, but he didn't allow.. he talked, in such tendering way "Calm down.. relax.. I won't hurt you, honestly." My responds was "I'm sorry, For all I know, you could be a creep". He grins.. not taking it infended and spoked, "I could be, but I know I'm not.." and let go of my wrist, I looked back up at him.. I took more noticed of how he looked, my chest.. my chest, felt so.. weird.. Long dark hair.. His eyes.. nearly green color.. so pale.. tall, He looked perfect.. too perfect, then he added, "I got curious of what you were doing around here in such hour.. I saw you swinging, so I thought maybe I could join, till you hide behind the tree, So.. I was just waiting patiently, but it took you a while to come out, Which gave me a reason to spoke.. I thought I scared you, because you ran.. Im so dearly sorry, I just chased after you to get you to understand, i'm not bad person", By looking up in his eyes, I can tell.. He was being honest, which cause me to have such guilt feeling.. I felt bad for the person, "I.. Ehm.. I just thought you were the police at first", He laugh softly "No no.. My dear, they are zone out at the moment, which is how I got here", Then I felt a welcomed and acception toward him, as he said "It was nice to get to meet you, I'm Romian," as he put his hands out, for a shake, I grab his hands, and shaked it, but the felt of his hands.. gave a vibe inside of me, as I responded, "I'm Lily.. It was great to know you.. sorry for the awkword moment earlier..", Romian nod his head "Don't be sorry, But like you said, you had to go..? I'll see you around next time?", letting go of my hand, as I spoked, "Yes, that would be nice". Romian walked away as he said "I'll see you here, at this swing-set next time.. till then, have a good rest" and disappeared into the darkness, I walked back home.. More like walking really, really fast. I check the window at my house, den check my phone, 4:58am God, I was gone that long? Damn, time sure can fly by fast. So I climb back on the tree.. and able to get through the window and jump on the bed as I thought what happened earlier, That.. was crazy, odd, and yet.. just.. different, while thinking of everything, his smile.. his face.. his body, his voice.. his eyes.. he's so perfect.. wait, why am I thinking of this? But by the time I could even answer my own question, I closed my eyes.. and fell asleep.
~continued next time.
So what you think? To weird? To odd? And, Should I add more?
|Posted by Terri on August 29, 2011 at 9:45 PM||comments (0)|
I slight of tear drop fallen down the pale lips, washing away the love that's left behind
Hearing that footstep fading slowly, that sound of slam against the wooden door gave out the sign
The strike of needle pins going through the heart, letting the blood drip away, hearing that thump sound slowly going down, going hard, and now, can't hear a thing,
The silent scream that can not be heard from miles away,
The silent of whisper's of wish and prayers can not be done,
The dream of hope that reality isn't this cruel
The felt of warmth love now turned to dead cold lost
The eyes can not be told, The eyes can not be shown, The eyes are now frozen; giving out no answers
Why can't the body move when the mind tells it too? Why has it fallen each moment it tried to get back up?
Flashes of memorys, Flashes of dreams now as nightmare, Of a movie that reply's over and over into a cruel torture,
Shutting our eyes shut begging for it to be stopped, Begging not too see more, Begging for the memories to be erased,
The whispers between our ears, hearing that soft gentle tender sound, now into a monster that copied the words that's been once told.
The felt of sharp pain in the throut, having us to gasp to live on.. Not able to remain speaking again,
The regret's now built up, Hatred blocked the faith and soul, Wondrous and question that continues with no stop,
The taste of sweet strong alcohol against the tongue, now down inside the body, numbing the agony pain that wouldn't stop growing.
It wasn't strong enough.. Wasn't strong enough to numb away the real pain.. The pain in the heart, of a broken love.
Drank away more, More and more, feeling it through your veins pumping to your chest, traveling to your mind
Starting to make the memories blurry, But the heart.. it's in trouble,
Despise the fact how dangerous of amout of the alcohol was taken in, It wanted the pain away, away now,
It didn't want to feel it begging, It didn't want it to feel it wanting, It didn't want it to feel it needing, It didn't want it to feel torned,
Gulp in more then anyone should, Swallow in what ever was in the glass bottle,
That very moment, The body dropped down, as the glass bottle is release from the cold palm hand's, rolling away from the person that is now dead.. But the goal was, For the pain to end.
|Posted by Terri on August 28, 2011 at 3:10 PM||comments (0)|
Everynight, Here is comes again, Flashes of the future of my dreams,
I see the stars, See the dancing lights, Moving around slowly,
Smooth simple sound of melony, Here' comes the warmth of love,
Rushing, Beating hardly, Flusher,
Am I ready? Is this the time?
Sound of hard drums pounding in my chest, making a rythem
Those eyes, Oh god.. those beautiful eyes,gazing down at me, makes such a beauty art
What's going on? Why is it now, The world is beguining to frozen up right infront of me?
Here it is, That gentle touch, Feeling the body press against me, as the arm snaked around me,
Why do I feel so safe..? What ever it is, I don't want it to be done,
Oh my.. that soft pink lips curled up into a amazing smile, pressed against my cold lips, forming it warm and tenderly,
Is this a change? I'm not sure..
Electric bond, being created around us, it's.. it's amazing, I love it, I want it, I have to keep this,
Is this love..? Is this the suprise everyone talk's about..? Because this is one perfect suprise..
This is it, This is the one, The one I've been hunting for so long, for year's, This is the one I wished under the star everynight
But who is this..? Who is the one causing it..?
Looking up, Making the figure of the mistery man, someone' right infront of me, that person that is the true one, Who..?
Oh.. Wow..He's the one, My love.. That man, I've been falling inlove over and over..
His hair.. falling down his head, god.. I love him so fast..
In such shock, In the rush of overwhealmed, such a joy mixtured of shyness filled up in me,
I whisper gently, I blushed deeply, My voice cracked.. but yet, I' was so amazed.. amused.. as the words slides out my mouth.. "Elliot..?" Then after that moment, I felt a hard beat against my chest, as my stomach bubbled up in such love and wonder..
He lean down, to my ear.. as he chuckle.. That great chuckle, and I can feel his smile.. without having to see it.. and that sound of his voice.. is starting to come.. as i'm being so impatient to hear it.. to hear him, "I love you, Teresa.." And there, proved that he' is the other half of me, The perfect one that can actually fit..
Then bam, back into my world.. but am I disappointed? No, becasue the smile remaind on my face as I look down to my phone and see the words spelled out, ' Message from Elliot, '.
|Posted by Terri on August 18, 2011 at 1:15 AM||comments (0)|
No one IS perfect, Is that right?
No one is THAT amazing, Hm?
No one is THAT special, Eh?
ACtually.. I found that proven wrong,
Someone IS perfect,
Someone is THAT amazing,
Someone CAN be that special,
And who is this someone I speak of?
A Tall male boy, 6'1 Feet tall, Age 15, with amazing personality
Any hint? I'll shall give you more details,
He's charming, He's a sweetheart, He's a joker, and he's a careing person you'll ever meet
With his amazing Green eyes, and his great pale skin that fits him perfectly, With lovely brown hair wavy that falls down his head
As his voice rings through your ears, Causing your whole world to froze,
As his gentle laugh, making your cheeks warm up easily
And charming smile, that you'll just die to have
Any luck of knowing who?
Maybe a little more example would help,
He loves blue, He got taste of great music he choose himself,
He belives in his own ways, He believes what he wants
He'll fight for anyone who he loves dearly, He'll go out into the world to save that one person that mean's something to him
He'll do anything, He'll grant anybody's wish if he can, He'll make it come true when he wants it too.
That' what makes him amazing
The way he is, The way he acts, How he acts, Just.. makes him so.. Special.
The way he talks, The way he laughs, The way he's gentle, The way he holds.. The way he makes you feel safe, Makes him perfect
Who knew, a boy like him, Can be anybody dream come true? Because he's my dream come true.
Of course, He makes his own mistakes, But.. Thats nature life, Who never makes mistake?
When ever he makes his own, He would try to fix it, He would guilt himself, Just so he can learn himself,
Which cause him to be so careing, Because he would do that, Just for one person
I love him, Of course I do, No matter what, I can love him in any kind of type, and yet still be there for him
What do I love about him? That he is himself, That he is who he is.
God, If your' real, You brought in a great amazing person I ever met.
I'll never regret meeting him, Never will I regret having him around me, He's a blessing to me.
Still any good luck of who he is? Okay okay, I'll tell you,
He's Graham Elliot MortOn Stucky III, Short, Elliot.
He's the best person anybody would be lucky enough to have.
|Posted by Terri on August 11, 2011 at 7:30 PM||comments (0)|
I say things that weren't meant to be,
I let it go when the truth that I can't let it walk away
My heart tell me what I want
This world is telling me what is wrong
I try to keep a shield above me, But you broke right through
Stealing my breath away
I can't seem to walk away without falling down
My heart is crying out begging for you to stay
Oh please stay, stay
I say things that weren't meant to be,
I let it go when the truth I can't let it walk away
My heart tells me what I want
The world is telling me what is wrong
Feeling razor blade cutting me
leaving the piece of you
My heart just won't let me walk away
I knew that if I leave I would stay
Because I can't say goodbye yet
I can't let this gone
Honestly we were caught up
It broke me down so hard
Letting me fall off this silly ride
Letting me have it all
Everytime we made it right, It went out wrong.
I say things that I don't meant to say
I let it go when the truth I can't let it walk away
My heart tells me what I want
The world is telling me what is wrong
There no deny in what we are in
Theres no hope to where we going
Everything will hit me
Everything will hit us both
Till we fall down, Off this silly ride
Letting me have it all.
I try to keep a shield above me
But you broke right through
Stealing my breath away
I can't seem to walk away without falling down
My heartt is crying out begging for you to stay
Oh please stay, stay
I say thing that weren't meant to be,
I let it go when the truth I can't let it walk away.
I love you,