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Addict With A Pen, Twenty øne Piløts
Hello
We haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons
Hello
I've been traveling in
The desert of my mind
And I
Haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you
I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water

Water

I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water
In the palm of my hand
Cause it's all that I have
And it's all that I need and
The waves of the water
Mean nothing to me
But I try my best
And all that I can to
Hold tightly onto
What's left in my hand
But no matter how
How tightly I will strain
The sand will slow me down
And the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic
In fact,
I'm only at it again
As an addict with a pen
Who's addicted to the wind
As it blows me back and forth
Mindless, spineless, and pretend
Of course I'll be here again
See you tomorrow
But it's the end of today
End of my ways
As a walking denial
My trial was filed as a crazy
Suicidal head case
But you specialize in dying
You hear me screaming, "Father,"
And I'm lying here just crying
So wash me with your water

Water

Hello
We haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons
Hello
I've been traveling in
The desert of my mind
And I
I haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you
I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water

I've been obsessed with this song for a while. It's just...so deep and easy to understand what it means.
I know that, even though it may not seem like it, we all need a hug, or some form of comfort, because this life, and every life that we could possibly have, is hard to stay in, and just keep your head held high, when really, all you want to do is go back home and stay locked away. I'd like to say I'm proud of all of you, who are dealing with tough times, for staying alive and being here to experience what life holds for you. Especially those who feel like the only thing in between life and death, is a door, or a tiny little thought in the back of your head, nagging at you of how much you will lose if you take that step.
I know I'm not one to help perfectly, but if you need to talk, I need to talk too.
If you need help with anything, and you feel you can't do it yourself, I'll be here.

"Stay alive
Stay alive
for me"

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