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Intro

This is a story

One already told,

About a husk of a man turned,

To a woman with a heart of gold

Verse 1

But her struggles stay with her still

Like when she wanted to throw herself from the window sill

She tries to fight to them to find her light,

But even with her trying

Her minds still black as night.

Everytime she looks in a mirror it's a reminder

Of every single little thing

She's left behind her,

She wishes she could break the glass

Rearrange the shapes into one that fits her, maybe that would make the healing fast,

But alas it was just a fantasy

Just like being loved by her whole family

So instead the river flows,

Of tears, anger, despair, and woes

She pretends hiding behind her mask.

It was the only way she knew how to make relationships last,

She loves them but it's hard sometimes

When just going through the day was like walking through a land of mines,

Which would attack her mind,

And make her rewind, back to a person she didn't want to be

Make her see the pictures she didn't want to see,

Causing the river to flow into the sea,

A sea of troubles of which she can't escape from

One that made her lost and made feel done.

Done with life, done with trying.

What's the point when all she was good at was crying,

Though sometimes she didn't even have salt for tears,

So her racking sobs were dry for none to hear.

For that mask she wore was for everybody.

Though it suffocated her, made her a lifeless body,

A hollow shell even through the good days,

But still on this earth she stays,

Cause she's too scared about what comes next,

To take that rope and put it round her neck,

kick down the chair and let her hang.

Put that gun up to her head and just let BANG

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Chorus 2

The real reason why the stories so sad to see,

Cause this story,

This story is about me.

Verse 2

See my mind is in a constant battle,

So I grab my sword and sheild

Meet steel with steel

Just so I can feel

I will never kneel

For all those looking down,

Making me out to be their clown,

I'll play the part for now

I just don't understand how

to escape from this

All these painful hits

Just wish one word would miss

So I had a window

To strike venomous

Like a black widow

these words are see through to me

So it's hard to understand truthfully

And it beats and batters me brutally

But Im making it easier for you to see,

cause all's these painting and writing make it clear

Why I don't wanna be here

It's indiscriminate fear

Of every sound that comes to my ear

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 11, 2019 ⏰

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