Emotional Mess
man this week has been really shitty... i just want to break down and cry but what good would that get me? what good would it do? nothing all it does it just make the situation worse! I just feel stupid tho.... stupid for putting myself through this by myself. that is the hardest part.... doing it all alone, because there is no one there to talk with after no one to help me get off the ground and walk away. I am just an idiot... yes that is what i discovered. what the hell am i doing anymore besides messing up some more of my life and trying to fix my mistakes so it doesn't ruin other ppl's lives... but while fixing it so they can live normal is fucking me up more... idk i just feel shitty right now. I wanna cry and it's been really hard not to cry all week.
Broken Angel Wings
I used to march around with
Sparking white angel wings
They expanded farther then
Anything anyone could observe
Those wings were guardians
To the lonesome and fearful
And guidance for the lost
They were helpful to everything
When I met you my wings
Slowly started to blur out
The sparkles stopped twinkling
And the white turned gray
The lonesome and fearful
Began to fall away…
Leaving them alone in the dark
And the angel wings break…
A teardrop descends from my eye
As I see the blood start to scatter
And my angel wings crumple away
Into the gloomy shadows of hell
I plummet from the sky
I hit the ground heartlessly then a rock
And now I can no longer take off
I am trapped no longer free.
By: Heather D Schumacher
someone want to shoot me?? cuz really i am lost for options at this moment...
i didnt want to be in this alone, but thats the way it turned out to be... it was 50% my fault and 50% yours
Broken Angel Wings
I used to march around with
Sparking white angel wings
They expanded farther then
Anything anyone could observe
Those wings were guardians
To the lonesome and fearful
And guidance for the lost
They were helpful to everything
When I met you my wings
Slowly started to blur out
The sparkles stopped twinkling
And the white turned gray
The lonesome and fearful
Began to fall away…
Leaving them alone in the dark
And the angel wings break…
A teardrop descends from my eye
As I see the blood start to scatter
And my angel wings crumple away
Into the gloomy shadows of hell
I plummet from the sky
I hit the ground heartlessly then a rock
And now I can no longer take off
I am trapped no longer free.
By: Heather D Schumacher
someone want to shoot me?? cuz really i am lost for options at this moment...
i didnt want to be in this alone, but thats the way it turned out to be... it was 50% my fault and 50% yours