The Seven Days of Lonely, by I Nine
Oh it's deafening,
The bitter truth.
I'm doing everything for the first time again without you.
I pretend I'm ok,
but it aches inside.
There's got to be a way that's better than just getting by.
The Memory, by Mayday Parade
This is the memory
This is the curse of having
Too much time to think about it
It's killing me
This is the last time
This is my forgiveness
This is endless
Well I'm not really sure why I'm sharing my bitterness with the world and I don't even know why I'm bitter, but I just need to get it out before it bottles too much inside of me and decides to randomly explode on some unsuspecting victims. That would be no bueno. So I guess I am sprouting it out in small bits. I have just been listening to a lot of my music and lyrics just pop out to me and I feel the need to write them down, especially the ones that mean the most to me at certain places of time in my life.
Note: whatever is said on my blog, I am not held accountable because its mostly just senseless rambling
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