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I locked it away in a little black box,
And for a while I forgot
What it was like to have it inside,
Begging to come out instead of trying to hide.
I locked it up with chains
And took it somewhere far away.
Dropped it off where no one could see,
So that it would never be free.
I drowned it in the dark ocean,
Left it there to let it mend.
I hoped not to see it again.
Hoping that maybe this was the end
Of the butterflies in my stomach,
And the confusion that makes me sick.
I thought this would be the last time
That over this I would cry.
I thought that if it was lost
Then these feelings would stay gone.
I was fine on my own, without it there.
With it gone, I didn't need to care.
And suddenly with no warning,
After leaving me mourning,
It returns half-full, but still alive,
And there it is before my eyes.
Counting the seconds with every beat,
Once again keeping me from my sleep.
Leaving me with a choice, a question,
Yes or no, such a hard decision.
I'm not supposed to feel.
i don't even know if this is real...
Somewhere there's a truth under these lies
Although it's hard to see under the disguise.
Time is quickly running out,
I'm beyond the point of doubt.
Before this time, I've been left alone.
Since then heartbreak is all I've known.
So tell me what I should do...
Should I give my heart to you?
And for a while I forgot
What it was like to have it inside,
Begging to come out instead of trying to hide.
I locked it up with chains
And took it somewhere far away.
Dropped it off where no one could see,
So that it would never be free.
I drowned it in the dark ocean,
Left it there to let it mend.
I hoped not to see it again.
Hoping that maybe this was the end
Of the butterflies in my stomach,
And the confusion that makes me sick.
I thought this would be the last time
That over this I would cry.
I thought that if it was lost
Then these feelings would stay gone.
I was fine on my own, without it there.
With it gone, I didn't need to care.
And suddenly with no warning,
After leaving me mourning,
It returns half-full, but still alive,
And there it is before my eyes.
Counting the seconds with every beat,
Once again keeping me from my sleep.
Leaving me with a choice, a question,
Yes or no, such a hard decision.
I'm not supposed to feel.
i don't even know if this is real...
Somewhere there's a truth under these lies
Although it's hard to see under the disguise.
Time is quickly running out,
I'm beyond the point of doubt.
Before this time, I've been left alone.
Since then heartbreak is all I've known.
So tell me what I should do...
Should I give my heart to you?
Literature
Anxiety Attack
I can't stand hallways
I don't want to be touched
The crowds make my skin ruffle
I feel my heart rate speed up
Anxiety reaching it's hands around my throat
I shut my eyes, will the crowd away
I force breaths deep into my lungs
Willing my heart to stop the marathon
My mind betrays me, keeps in step with my heart
Thoughts race next to the blood in my head
Every brush against me makes me shrink a bit more
I recede back into the dark corner of my head
I have lovingly named Hell, sign painted in red
Fresh blood used like innocent finger paint.
Anxiety rushes at me, blurs my vision
I know what's coming, all I can do is find a place
Literature
I Don't Know
I don't know
Why I'm still here
I don't know
Why I made it trough
I don't wonder
Because I know it's luck
I don't wonder
Because in the end it could have been me
But when this song plays
I know, that I want to stay
For a small hope, even if it's in vain
That's all I need, to smile
Even at the darkest times
Literature
ready or not
she was the red head with
secrets buried in her dirt brown
eyes. the girl that everyone
seemed to flock too, but could
never love. she bled ink into
coffee stained paper, her heart
showing it's true colors there.
she needed an escape from the
world, but she was always terrible
at hide n' seek.
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I wrote this on 8/30/11 during school. It was about my emo panda (for my friends, you should know who that is). It sucks, but things didn't really work out between us as a couple. But that was after I wrote this. We're still friends though. I think it's better that way. And now I'm going back to my original plan; no more relationships. Not for a while anyways.
So this was the metaphor I'm telling everyone.
"I took my heart, all of it's shattered bits, and I locked it up in this little black box, sealed it with locks and chains, and then drowned it in the ocean so that no one can ever get to it again."
And only I know where it is. The right person can have it. Until then, my heart's on hold.
So this was the metaphor I'm telling everyone.
"I took my heart, all of it's shattered bits, and I locked it up in this little black box, sealed it with locks and chains, and then drowned it in the ocean so that no one can ever get to it again."
And only I know where it is. The right person can have it. Until then, my heart's on hold.
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<3 bigbox. can iiii have it ^^