Why do we hurt?
Why do we put ourselves in situations where we know we won't get out of?
For the pleasure of the pain that follows those moments?
Moments where you are just about to lose everything?
Is is some sort of high?
Is it a way we let go just for a second & then regain back?
Why do we put ourselves in situations where we know we won't get out of?
For the pleasure of the pain that follows those moments?
Moments where you are just about to lose everything?
Is is some sort of high?
Is it a way we let go just for a second & then regain back?
Well, she never did
That girl that everyone wanted to be
That girl that everyone wished they had
A friend
A sister
A lover
Whatever it is
She just wasn't who she was before
She never regained her strength
Became ashes after the burn
Vanishing into oblivion
Losing what was truly & really the essence of her soul
She gave so much of herself
That girl that everyone wanted to be
That girl that everyone wished they had
A friend
A sister
A lover
Whatever it is
She just wasn't who she was before
She never regained her strength
Became ashes after the burn
Vanishing into oblivion
Losing what was truly & really the essence of her soul
She gave so much of herself
No one knew how much
How many nights she laid awake
Wondering
Wishing
Praying to God that someone saves her
But when that person comes
Is she ready?
Is she really ready to go back to the person she was?
Is she considering a possibility?
Or is it her vulnerability?
Will is destroy her to be herself again?
Or will it bring the life back in her?
How many nights she laid awake
Wondering
Wishing
Praying to God that someone saves her
But when that person comes
Is she ready?
Is she really ready to go back to the person she was?
Is she considering a possibility?
Or is it her vulnerability?
Will is destroy her to be herself again?
Or will it bring the life back in her?
She loses that fight everyday
Feeling like a failure
Wishing to gain more than what she had
Only to always be disappointed
Only to find all the gates/doors of opportunity close in front of her
She prayed so many times for salvation
There just never was one
Giving up the hope that she always went by
Moving through life as though all was a lie
& she was just another pawn in life's game of chess
Only to hear the words,
''Check mate''
Too many times
Feeling like a failure
Wishing to gain more than what she had
Only to always be disappointed
Only to find all the gates/doors of opportunity close in front of her
She prayed so many times for salvation
There just never was one
Giving up the hope that she always went by
Moving through life as though all was a lie
& she was just another pawn in life's game of chess
Only to hear the words,
''Check mate''
Too many times
Too many times indeed
She found herself lost in the words she says
Finding they had no meaning
Wishing to be redeemed off her sins
Which are yet not to be forgiven
Waking up everyday
Every night
To find her soul bleeding the liquid life of her spirit
She never could understand why she hung on to what might have been the worse thing that ever happened to her
Is it the pain she longed for?
Or was it the hope & memories that she held on to for so long just to find another reason to breathe?
She'll never know
Too hurt to speak
Too much to say
Yet no words available to say it
Too many cuts & bruises that linger through her soul
Indeed,
She bleed like a deer hits several times on a rail way track
No one notices her for a long time
& as she hung on to her last breath
A ray of light suddenly emerges
Giving her a second chance
She breathes
But with every breathe she took
It felt like her last
It burned
Lying there no knowing what to do,
What to say
It just...
Burned
Burned
Burned by her memory
One she cannot control
Or is it would not control?
Relieving herself from all those painful seconds
Where she felt her own flesh burn
Burned
The exact word that describes it all for her right now
The sound of her skin
Her life
Her heart
Her soul
Burning
Pleased the devil that lived inside of her
Awaking the memories she has been longing to forget
The memories that made her who she was
Only she never wanted to know them
She just wanted to heal from them
But that won't happen
It just won't
As though her own conscience won't let her rest
She lays awake every night
Praying for her burns to heal
Yet the only word that says it all is,
Burned...
(Written at 1:57 AM / February 2nd 2009)
She found herself lost in the words she says
Finding they had no meaning
Wishing to be redeemed off her sins
Which are yet not to be forgiven
Waking up everyday
Every night
To find her soul bleeding the liquid life of her spirit
She never could understand why she hung on to what might have been the worse thing that ever happened to her
Is it the pain she longed for?
Or was it the hope & memories that she held on to for so long just to find another reason to breathe?
She'll never know
Too hurt to speak
Too much to say
Yet no words available to say it
Too many cuts & bruises that linger through her soul
Indeed,
She bleed like a deer hits several times on a rail way track
No one notices her for a long time
& as she hung on to her last breath
A ray of light suddenly emerges
Giving her a second chance
She breathes
But with every breathe she took
It felt like her last
It burned
Lying there no knowing what to do,
What to say
It just...
Burned
Burned
Burned by her memory
One she cannot control
Or is it would not control?
Relieving herself from all those painful seconds
Where she felt her own flesh burn
Burned
The exact word that describes it all for her right now
The sound of her skin
Her life
Her heart
Her soul
Burning
Pleased the devil that lived inside of her
Awaking the memories she has been longing to forget
The memories that made her who she was
Only she never wanted to know them
She just wanted to heal from them
But that won't happen
It just won't
As though her own conscience won't let her rest
She lays awake every night
Praying for her burns to heal
Yet the only word that says it all is,
Burned...
(Written at 1:57 AM / February 2nd 2009)
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