Painkiller:
The pain surrounds me,
it covers and practically kills me.
But, yet i still destroy my temple,
yet, when im with her, the pain goes away
it leaves and i feel better, i feel better about myself
glad life has given me one thing to live for
when i'm with her im different, a whole new person
the pain is gone, and the empty space in my heart is filled
but, as soon as she leaves. the pain returns
i need to be with her, forever and always
she's the only person who can take away my pain
she's my love, my all, my world
she's my painkiller
A Black Wall:
those dark dreams of yours will never hit your surface
you will hide through your laughter, your smile, and your happiness
When your alone, your friends would be surprised at how you mask your pain
the pain may be your only reminder that there is something greater than the pain you feel inside
You walk around with a mask on your face, faking happiness when your with your friends
but the minute you are alone, your mask comes off and the depression comes out
you are only yourself when you are alone
you can't let anyone know what your really feeling
people wouldn't understand, they'd get scared and worried
they wouldn't leave you alone after that, they would try putting you in mental hospitals
to try and "cure" you of your hate for the world
nobody can understand you except those who are alike you
but a sudden change in friends would put your parent's suspicion up
so you decide to just hide all your feelings behind one mask, a black wall,
a mask that will never come off, and a black wall that wont ever fall
Those Dark dreams of yours will never hit your surface
you will always be hideing behind that wall,
the sun won't ever shine behind your black wall
you'll be hiding in the shadows and fulfilling your painfull happiness in secret
The last time:
she was my world, my painkiller, my love, my all but not anymore
now i'm alone, all on my own
fending for myself, trying to find something else to ease the pain
the first few days were the hardest, i didn't think i'd live through it
the pain crept over me and inflicted damage whenever it got the chance to
and although the pain still strikes now and again
i have to be happy for what we had and i don't regret one moment of it
but now i have to live for today no matter how much i may want to go back into the past
i'm still recovering and will continue to
recovery is a long and painful process but no matter how much pain i may feel
nothing will compare to losing you, my painkiller
The scent of strawberries:
Of all the pain i have,
it all goes away once i smell strawberries.
As the strawberry aroma surrounds me,
and covers me in the beautiful scent,
i know she's comming.
every second seems longer,
the anticipation grows stronger,
and in she walks,
the beautiful girl i'm proud to call mine,
i always know it's her,
fo the scent of strawberries fills the air everytime.
Live or Die:
To Live is Hard
Something is always wrong
one minute your happy and enjoying life
then somebody says something mean or rude
and that all stops
your happiness stops
and its hard to get back again
people will try to cheer you up
and even if you act like you have been cheered
those cruel words will always be in the back of your mind
To Die is easy
Something everyone has the power to do
one minute your breathing and enjoying life
the next your not
the breathing stops
your life stops
It takes one stupid movement and everything ends
not only you hurt yourself
but the people you meant a lot to get hurt too
if you choose to die, it can't be undone
once your gone; your gone
there's not turning back
Happiness is a precious thing
once you've got it
keep it
don't let anyone take it away from you
don't give it to anyone
once it's gone you'll regret it
it may never come back
Why:
Why do people appear different on the outside than who they really are?
Why do people insist on changing themselves to fit in?
Why do people change themselves so much they dont even know their true self?
Why do people not have a care in the world about how they make people feel?
Why have people totally forgotten what the word "trust" means?
Why do people pretend to be your friend?
And just throw you away when they dont need you?
When they dont need a shoulder to cry on?
Because in the end it's not what on the outside that counts,
Changing is not the answer and it just makes everything harder,
you lose your who you really are and don't know who you are yourself,
Some people are just creul jerks who need to grow up,
They have no idea the power they have that make people believe,
what their saying is true and they are nothing.
so i ask you again WHY?
