how do you mend something that was never broken?
how far would you go?
where do you start?
why do i feel the way i do?
sorry seems the hardest word at this point, it truly is.
i wish i was a kid again. strolling down the seaside. feeling the soft sand beneath my feet. collecting seashells by the sea shore. splashing by the waves. listening to the roar of the smashing waves. smelling the scent of serenity...
problems tumble one after another... just like a waterfall. sucks you in, and as you struggle it sinks you deeper. hoping for a calmer end. when everything goes silent... awaiting the next spin. when's it ever gonna end?
would it be too much to tear for you? would it be worth it? i tear to think we could be as before, but i've lost all trust to let myself fall again.
these lips shall stay away... too much have been given. these lips shall be sealed for the time being... too much have been said.
i'm being ripped of by emotions from both worlds. of one i can not give. of another, dazed and confused. of both blinded by misunderstandings. of all strangled in a complicated knot.
these hands have done enough damage. flaws and imperfections. now rested before you, caressing through the darkness... hoping to mend... whatever that was broken. this is the toughest year yet. the mile long carpet, laid down before me. i have yet to have crossed the unfinished line.
how i long for my problems to be school-related. that i can handle.
these emotional-battles, more than i can take. no more... no more... no more...
no i ain't suicidal. yet...
*~*~*~*scribbles and scrams*~*~*~*
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