May 16, 2006 02:33
So in times of great confusion I write yet again in my lj. How emo. It is quite late and I have had a ridiculous week yet alone past year. I can't believe how much has happened and how much things have changed. I am curious about this summer and if it will be as exciting as I hope it to be. I have met a multitude of amazing people who do amazing things and I love them all. There is still the drama that never seems to leave me and the people who hate me for who knows why but I guess that is just the life I have been destined to live. when this term ends I will dearly miss several people and I am sure to never see some of these people ever again. I hate goodbyes but you just know that there are people in your life that you meet for a short time and that is all they are ment to be there for. I have finally accepted the fact that life is never going to be an easy walk in the park for me and I will never know what is going to lie ahead in my future. I just hope that some things will get easier and I won't have to go through the heartache and pain that I have dealt with this year. Now to end my emo entry I will add lyrics to a song.
Best wishes and love to you all...
Take a look at my body,
look at my hands
there's so much here that I don't understand
Your face saving promises,
whispered like prayers
I don't need them.
Cuz I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long as if I'm becoming untouchable...
Well, contempt loves the silence
it thrives in the dark,
the fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart
They say that promises sweeten the blow
but I don't need them... no I don't need them.
I've been treated so wrong,
I've been treated so long as if I'm becoming untouchable
I'm a slow dying flower
in the frost killing hour
sweet turning sour
& untouchable.
ooh I need
the darkness,
the sweetness,
the sadness,
the weakness,
ooh I need this.
Need a lullabye,
a kiss goodnight,
angel, sweet love of my life
ooh I need this
I'm a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
the sweet turning sour
& untouchable
Do you remember the way that you touched me before,
all the trembling sweetness
I loved and adored...
Your face saving promises
whispered like prayers.
I don't need them.
I need the darkness,
the sweetness,
the sadness,
the weakness,
ooh I need this.
I need a lullabye
a kiss goodnight,
angel, sweet love of my life
ooh I need this
Well, is it dark enough,
can you see me?
do you want me?
can you reach me?
or I'm leaving...
you better shut your mouth
and hold your breath
you kiss me now,
you catch your death
oh I mean this...
oh I mean this..