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it was never a mended heart...
...just hastily repaired.
Created on 2005-09-04 18:48:41 (#8207781), last updated 2005-11-17
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Basic Info| Name: | insecurity |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 12-22 |
| Location: | a long way from home, Florida, United States |
| Website: | A Shoestring Promise |
BioI submerge myself deeper and deeper,
Forgetting everything I thought I knew,
I dig myself so deep that I cant get out of it,
Six feet of solid waste, now Im casket deep in it,
They stretch out their hand and I reach for it,
HOPE IS MY WORST ENEMY
But maybe they'll comfort me,
Or like the rest dispose of me,
Either way its the same routine,
Rinse and Repeat,
You say It can never be as bad as the first time,
or the second time,
or the third time,
Say what you will, but scars still bleed,
Stitches still tear,
It was never a mended heart, just hastily repaired,
So that I can continue to care,
But I cant bare to hold this gun to my chest any longer,
the letters 'L''O''V''E' carved in the barrel,
A name on every bullet,
A hole for every name,
Blood for every wound, but they all still look the same,
I've never seen one cut, and I've never seen one bleed,
I guess I'm glad they're happy, or maybe for once I want one to suffer with me,
To see what its like to kill me,
To blind me with hearts and push me down a spiral staircase named regret,
Oh, how familar it is -- the bottom,
but there is no time to get comfortable,
By now you'd think I'm used to it,
Or maybe abusing it,
Or maybe I'm losing it,
Or maybe I should stop listening to the words you say,
because in the end its not so much what you've said and done,
but what you havent done and said you would,
So bleed me something beautiful and cry me something fierce,
Trace your scars in ink and save each of your tears,
Label the jar "Broken dreams and memories",
Show me where it hurts, tell me your worst fears,
I would try and make it better, but your heart is black and cold,
Calloused by a lack of conviction,
Painted pretty to hide insecurity,
Beautiful and broken,
Naked and exposed,
So spend your restless nights in a bed thats not your own,
Having nightmares of what you might've done and who you've done it with it,
Im asking you Please, believe me when I say "It can be better than this"
But do not fret, dont despair,
my life is yours for the taking,
my heart -- yours for the breaking,
You're not the murderer though your hands stained with blood,
I'm the killer tonight because I dont know when to give up
Forgetting everything I thought I knew,
I dig myself so deep that I cant get out of it,
Six feet of solid waste, now Im casket deep in it,
They stretch out their hand and I reach for it,
HOPE IS MY WORST ENEMY
But maybe they'll comfort me,
Or like the rest dispose of me,
Either way its the same routine,
Rinse and Repeat,
You say It can never be as bad as the first time,
or the second time,
or the third time,
Say what you will, but scars still bleed,
Stitches still tear,
It was never a mended heart, just hastily repaired,
So that I can continue to care,
But I cant bare to hold this gun to my chest any longer,
the letters 'L''O''V''E' carved in the barrel,
A name on every bullet,
A hole for every name,
Blood for every wound, but they all still look the same,
I've never seen one cut, and I've never seen one bleed,
I guess I'm glad they're happy, or maybe for once I want one to suffer with me,
To see what its like to kill me,
To blind me with hearts and push me down a spiral staircase named regret,
Oh, how familar it is -- the bottom,
but there is no time to get comfortable,
By now you'd think I'm used to it,
Or maybe abusing it,
Or maybe I'm losing it,
Or maybe I should stop listening to the words you say,
because in the end its not so much what you've said and done,
but what you havent done and said you would,
So bleed me something beautiful and cry me something fierce,
Trace your scars in ink and save each of your tears,
Label the jar "Broken dreams and memories",
Show me where it hurts, tell me your worst fears,
I would try and make it better, but your heart is black and cold,
Calloused by a lack of conviction,
Painted pretty to hide insecurity,
Beautiful and broken,
Naked and exposed,
So spend your restless nights in a bed thats not your own,
Having nightmares of what you might've done and who you've done it with it,
Im asking you Please, believe me when I say "It can be better than this"
But do not fret, dont despair,
my life is yours for the taking,
my heart -- yours for the breaking,
You're not the murderer though your hands stained with blood,
I'm the killer tonight because I dont know when to give up
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