Tell Me Why You don’t look happy, not laughing, not even a smile, tell me why. You looked over at me, with those bright blue yearning eyes. We haven’t talked much, or even actually seen eachother in a while. Do you miss me baby? Now that I’m happy you miss me? Seems to be the(…)
wake up, awaken from these reality filled dreams, dreams of ever thinking he ever loved you. Objects, all you were, was an object of a narcissist’s play box. He’d play with you when bored, and throw you around when angry. Is that what you call love? really? Wake up
Once again, it is picked up S H A K E N My globe, erupts into a fury; my senses AWAKEN
I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee! And yet when thou art absent I am sad; And envy even the bright blue sky above thee, Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast.
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From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.
If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam, And noon should burn, As it has usual done;
We thought of you with love today, But that is nothing new. We thought about you yesterday. And days before that too. We think of you in silence.
Day by day I think of you, How can all of this be true? I can’t believe you’re really gone, I still can’t accept it, Even after so long. Just the thought of you makes me cry,