Bulletin Replacement Scheme!!
Ok so. I keep thinking of things. Things that I'd normally post in a bulletin. But I've already posted way too many tonight, so I shall do it here.
Looking back, I realise how much I loved, and how much they never had a clue.
Shit. I think I miss someone.
I think the finish line's a good place we could start. Take a deep breath, take in everything you want.
I don't know why I'm surprised she's caring, she always does. I always consider her my unexpected angel. When really she's not unexpected at all, she's just wonderful. Even though I never see her I couldn't get by without her.
And this could go for 2 people, but I only had one in mind. The other already knows.
Just gimme a chance to hold on. Just gimme a chance to hold on. Just gimme something to hold on to.
I hate hurting people. And I hate not being able to figure out which is more hurtful. I need to know what is better. One loss or a million letdowns?
It's hard to argue when you won't stop making sense.
When the theme tune to your own suicide won't play, you know there's something wrong. Figuring out which way it's wrong is the problem.
Why do I keep denying Him? Why won't I let Him in when I know He's there and He's working in my life. And I see Him everywhere. In every song, poem, book, picture, person. But when it comes to listening to Him, trusting Him. I can do it. I just keep blocking Him.
And I don't know where to look. My words just break and melt. Please just save me from this darkness.
Please just save me from this darkness.
I'm done. Finished. x
Looking back, I realise how much I loved, and how much they never had a clue.
Shit. I think I miss someone.
I think the finish line's a good place we could start. Take a deep breath, take in everything you want.
I don't know why I'm surprised she's caring, she always does. I always consider her my unexpected angel. When really she's not unexpected at all, she's just wonderful. Even though I never see her I couldn't get by without her.
And this could go for 2 people, but I only had one in mind. The other already knows.
Just gimme a chance to hold on. Just gimme a chance to hold on. Just gimme something to hold on to.
I hate hurting people. And I hate not being able to figure out which is more hurtful. I need to know what is better. One loss or a million letdowns?
It's hard to argue when you won't stop making sense.
When the theme tune to your own suicide won't play, you know there's something wrong. Figuring out which way it's wrong is the problem.
Why do I keep denying Him? Why won't I let Him in when I know He's there and He's working in my life. And I see Him everywhere. In every song, poem, book, picture, person. But when it comes to listening to Him, trusting Him. I can do it. I just keep blocking Him.
And I don't know where to look. My words just break and melt. Please just save me from this darkness.
Please just save me from this darkness.
I'm done. Finished. x