sorrowsjoy

Hurting needless to say...some days defeated..some days hopeful...but always hurting


Please forgive me my mistakes
As I sit here at the bitter end of a thought to fast to late
Where is my foundation and why I do hide the the cuts and weight of every little scar
Tethered to the chains of burning stars

But deep inside there is a soul
Somewhere there must be a home
For while I am strong even I am not made of stone
The weaknesses of this survivor as she closes her eyes
Circumstances have knocked her down,her failures make her cry

I am overwhelmed the world seeming infinite
And never have I felt so small
Curled up here on my bed so insignificant

Regret, a place that haunts and tears at these wounds
And Them
And Them
My tormentors,my horrors
Always in the smells,sights,sounds of this life
The body remembers and the mind just shrieks in endless terror

This monument of shame do I take the blame?
Will I fall apart before this is through?
Will someone love this hollow and broken down shell?

On my knees I cry to the air gasping "Oh god Save Me!"

I have fallen
I have fallen
Down
Down
To the ground a hard rain beating on my face washing the tears of glass from my face,eyes that have come so sleepy,and everything just gently fades...nothing...nothing


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When I have nothing left to feel.
When I have nothing left to say
I'll just let this slip away.

I feel these engines power down.
I feel this heart begin to bleed
as I turn this burning page.

Please forgive me if I bleed.
Please forgive me if I breathe.
I have words I need to say.
Oh so very much to say.

And whose life do I lead?
And whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I'm supposed to walk away from here.
I'm supposed to walk away from here.

And whose life do I lead?
Whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I now breathe?
I'm convinced there's nothing more.

The day you died I lost my way.
The day you died I lost my mind.

What am I supposed to do?
Is there something more?

The engines power down.
Like a soldier to his end I go.
Because I'm convinced
that there is nothing more.

and whose life do I lead
and whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin and whose blood do I feel?

What happens now?
Have I done something wrong?

Forgive my need to bleed right now.
Please forgive my need to breathe
But I've so much to say
and it wouldn't matter anyway.
You're not here to hear these words that I must say
and I'm convinced inside
that there is nothing more.

Whose life do I lead?
Whose air do I breathe.
Whose blood do I now bleed?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I have nothing left to say.
I have nothing left to feel.
Am I supposed to let this go now,
let darkness come and take you away?


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