Early Distressdamp morningthoughts ravaging my heartthroughout actions we didn't think twice of.Painful eyesdisplay of a short night of sleepand bruisestell me of yesterdays carelesnessleaving me in dangeris more dangerous than you'd thinknot only in physical waysfor my mental abilities go beyond worrying.Thoughts that scare meas though they are the beginning of the endthe end I expected at some pointbut never this way.I cannot relieve my angernor display what I feel without trouble.It's like a tangled knotsettling in the depths of my very soul.You are sleeping, though never soundlyand I wish you would indulge yourselfin troubles you neither understand nor feel without being told.We seem to be the heartsthat are always short on timeso we never can truly solvewhat our hearts hold in it's darkened chambersof pain.
The End of the mourning.Sycamore's cries fadeinto the damp morning airas I step unto your graveknowing you're lying down thereI kneel down on the hardened stoneclose my eyes and relive memoriesmemories of long agoand the dark disguises my criesfor youI fall down and feel the rainslowly soaking who I amdraining all of the old painclotting it up with the sand.and I try to melt myselfso I can travel with the waterlightning moves and clock says twelveand my soul carries on furtherA body lying in the sandon an early digged graveout of heaven reaches a handand gives back all she ever gaveskin becomes mud and blood is waterand all that's left is a heartevery other part of her gathersThey're no longer apart.
LeavingI'm not alrightwhen I try to talkit all just ends up in a fightI'm not alrightI'm feeling hurtby what you didand I'm still clinging to your shirtmy heart is hurtwhat gives you the rightto slowly end my lighthow can you say you love meand keep hurting mewhy don't I stopjust set you out of my mindand let you dropwhy don't I stopI still believeA very small part of methinks we can beI still believeWhy do I cryWhen every single tear is waistedAt this timebut I still crystep awayand don't look backjust pull it offas a matter of factjust break the bondsit will be healthier that waybut I don'twant to be aloneI have no heartthat's made of stoneI'd rather diethen leave him nowafter todayI wanna goI guess I hadall this world´s worthsI told you soI wanna go
lonelilyher eyes turn to the darksideto the angsty point withinshe should have turned from it when she couldit's a no good thingshe gives in to the soar pressureof tears behind her eyesShe is of no use hereshe came lost with the tiesshe used to be so strong for himand he'd be happy beyond lifebut this power seems to have falteredas has her place as wifeshe wonders, could she help him still?but feelings seem to have wentthere's no smile on his face anymoreshould she now descent?she loves him with all she hasbut she still seems to thinkshe's not the one to make him happy and then she starts to drink...
dissappearancewho ever said,that the woman of a dissapearing mannever fledwho ever thought,that the man dissapearingdid not commit naughtwho came to the conclusionthat maybe, the end of thiswould come out of our mouths, in usion.who believes in mirthwhen the only thing she feelsis hurt.who wanted to shoutbut couldn't, because all she hadwas doubt.who ever triedto live without his true loveand died.so what is the end of this?will I keep to be the caring onehiding what I missfor do I need security?for a man I love, and will ever cherishI'd like to care for more then just me.for in moonlight shoneher hoping golden eyesare all aloneshe bows her head in shameshould never have been so caringfor a picture in a frame.and her outstretched handwill ever be waitingfor a man that never came.
meant to beplease understand I'm ascaredof my feelings for you, and the power they have.I've walked into a trap beforeone more may be the path to deathwhen in your arms, I trust you fullyeasy, loved and happy therebut dark cold nights and misunderstandingsmake the promises unclearthinking you'd use me,rape or abuse melaugh about me whenever I can't hearI get afraid of physical contactshouldn't love be stronger then fear?feeling uneasy, around you when Istay here and you are awayfeeling unsure about taking a step backcause I love you more then I can say.many times the tought of forbiddingyou any physical contact at allhas flown in and out of my mindI'm quite afraid to slip and fallstepping back to protect myselftrying to get you out of my headbut before I ever tell you of the desicionI get overwhelmingly sad.because you are and were meant for meI don't want to turn awayjust understand that I am scaredthat you will ever say:It was never meant to be.
Three GuessesThree guesses I give you todayTo guess what life is for.Why life is like it has its waysThree guesses and no moreDont break your head too much my dearYou have till life its endAnd many here have found beforeThe reason why lifes meant.And somewhere in a life like yoursThe answer will not run.As clear as is the summer skyJust blinded by the sun.The humans turn their head awayAfraid to take their sightMore answers dont occur to menBecause of mostly fright.Turn your head towards the sunDont ever blink your eyesIt may take your sight awayAnd clear away the liesExperience what you beforeDidnt dare to tryNothing will occur to youIf youre ever shy.And if you stand at heavens gatesI hope youre satisfiedThat you lived through whole your lifeAnd havent died inside.Then standing at the heavens gatesThe questioner will askhave you fully lived todaylived without a maskno doubt will be seen on your
DarknessHello darkness my old friendI'm surrendering again.Giving way into my pleasuresand how much in love i am.~I can't say no or reject you,what you ask me is fulfilled.While I'm giving all to help thoumy own will is gone and killed.~And my hand reaches out to touch youkiss your lips or hold your hand.My own heart is half and shatteredI cant ever say I cant.~Wanna be with you and wonderwhy there is no way for us.While they often try to tell meI cant handle that much loss.~Now were alone and were partingdating new girls as you must.My feelings still remain in hoping,While yours seem to be of lust.~And now I see all of the good thingswhile youre friends only see bad.My innocence is down the peelingsafter all the tears I shed.~Want to say goodbye and love himtorture myself.. but its best.but than I get your invitationAnd I'm easier then guessed.~Feeling empty and on wiresI go back to your old place.Where i full fill