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Inside-OutsideI'm so broken...Inside-Outside by HighFlyingSwallows
I feel like I could blow away with the wind...
Or maybe that's just wishful thinking...
It's like everyone is inside my head,
Tearing at my
Do they even remember that I have feelings?
Do they even CARE whether I still have feelings?
I take all that they dish.
I keep on that iron smile.
I keep my head held high,
But on the inside I am crying,
I am curled up into a tight ball hyperventilating...
Gasping for air,
But finding only poison...
Poison that burns my throat,
Feels like needles in my chest...
I claw at my face,
I scream for help.
But all my cries are muffled by their selfish thoughts,
Their thought to be 'truths'
The Hand Of DepressionI am the collision of fear and pride,The Hand Of Depression by lackofevolution
A thought pattern to keep to one side,
I am the strength behind your confusion,
The unseen cast member supporting the illusion,
I am the thought that stems from an emotion,
The unbalanced action created by a notion,
I am the emotion that stems from a thought,
The unseen enemy, thus you have never fought,
The chemical process that dictates life,
The reason for tears, the reaction of your wife,
The statue of sand you can't forgive,
The innocent laughter coming from your kid,
The unlabelled luggage you were forced to bring,
The husband standing silently tapping his wedding ring,
The illusion you can feel,
Holding clouds you state this is real,
The odour you can smell,
Holding beliefs, the ones you can't sell,
The sound that you can hear,
Holding pills to battle their fear,
The sight that makes you stay,
A councillor that fails, begins to pray,
I am the trigger, one step before your action,
I am automatic, an instant attraction,
I am the collision of f
Fighting Your HelpYou give me the strength to hope, to believe,Fighting Your Help by lackofevolution
You are the heart the hides under my sleeve,
I hesitated at first, his at the start,
Then you became the blood pumping through my heart,
When happy, you have less of an impact,
Then, with fears you become fact,
You fail to judge when I shout,
Instead you assist, negatives thought to come out,
Isolation of the mind, when I feel alone,
You stand in a glass house holding a stone,
With your strength, I stand, I lay,
Negatives become positives, I'm a wave, you're the bay,
You are my lover; your mind is open,
Remembering the meaning behind all I have spoken,
You are my friend, you're always there,
To both create and hold each unbalanced tare,
Birth due to an emotion, their existence I hide,
You remind me that I can battle the tide,
I see the wave, it has a reflection; it's me,
I collide with myself and attempt to be,
Myself without regret,
The cure is the infection, I try to forget,
However, fail when you enter my sight,
You are my defence and th
Current Residence: Somewhere In Canada|
Favourite genre of music: Heavy Metal, Rock, that sort of stuff
Personal Quote: "Why does the grass feel like pants?"