Love is a scary thing
That can wrap you in his arms one second
And hold your head underwater the next
It’s what keeps your heart beating
It was makes you think you’re still alive
But in reality we’re all zombies
Waiting for someone to arrive
Waiting for someone to wake us up
Into another life
Into a place of oblivion
To forget what’s really around us
And forget the obstacles we face
But in the near future
Love turns into a double-edged sword
That stabs you in the back
And twists your soul
You have become a slave to your own thoughts
And insomnia is second nature to you during the night
It rips you apart and throws you in a corner
But the worst part…
Is that no matter what
you still love the one who was holding the sword.
Tears fall down your red cheek
Your heart lost its beat
And you don’t feel complete.
The only thing complete is silence inside the room.
But you’re already drowning in it.
You’re choking on it.
Filled with it.
Everyone has becoming nothing.
Their souls have flown away
To another day
To another place
While yours is stuck in a maze
And you’re the only one stuck
You’re the only one in a rut
Everyone’s mystery is solved
Yet you haven’t even evolved
Into that person that they’ve become
Haven’t found that brightness like everyone
But someday you’ll understand
How God and destiny had its plan
And you’ll find that happiness that needed to bloom
You’ll find joy to fill the room.
Outside is full of danger
And the inside is full of insecurity
The blinds need to be shut
But her eyes are filled with purity.
She was attacked with swords that broke into her soul and stole kindness
Now all she is is a broken diamond
Destroyed when it was at its finest.
Even though the beautiful flower still grows inside
She’s scared that someone will crush it’s beauty
And it’s death will add another reason to the tears she’s cried.
So she shuns everyone.
Her only hope lays inside a prescription bottle that calms the anxiety of her past.
The only band-Aid she has.
Now she’s crawled up in a corner
Because she has nothing left.
She has only one pill left.
Feelings get caught with logic,
And your mind plays with your heart.
But still you try to keep it together
And try to turn your life into a work of art.
Yet, still, in your mind, you’re confused
Because that person is in the back of your brain
And you’re torn apart inside
And it makes you go insane.
You should know that some people are worth a mental breakdown
While some aren’t worth a thought
But you will figure it out
Once you listen to your heart.
I want to have blue, curly hair that flows in the wind, and bounces when I walk.
I want to listen to alternative and rock songs that make me want to release my instanity.
I want to have curves that inspire people to improve their image, but at the same time I want to eat my freaking heart out.
I want to be a vegan that can eat a vegetable without thinking about a slice of pizza.
I want to dress like I’m going to Cochella. Dress in black leather jackets, vintage, ripped up clothing and black leather boots.
I want to drive 500 miles and discover a new wonder in the world that I didn’t know existed.
I want to make a friend that shares that same aura as me, but was a complete stranger before this morning.
All I want is to become who I am, and this is the road to becoming myself.