*Here are some songs
that my heart sang.*
Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste.
And a promise, of everlasting hope.
Lets trace these p...
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Maybe, I need to stop. I need to stop painting my thoughts, And trace emotions. Maybe I need to stop feeling; Because I feel too much.
Maybe I need to shut my eyes, Because I can't tear my gaze away. Maybe I need to sing out loud, To block out the voices inside my head.
Maybe I need to seal my lips; I'm scared that secrets will fall out soon. Maybe I need to fade away, Because my presence makes everything so much hard.
Maybe I need to listen to my heart, And whisper all the words it won't let me say. Maybe I need to breathe, and be still.
Because I move like the wind, And speak like the rain. Words falling from my lips fast, Splattering memories.
Because I paint with my emotions, And my eyes feast on sights that meet my eyes when I stare.
Because I love. Because I care.
Maybe I need to fade away, Because when I'm there, I stand out; Eyes fall on who I wish I was not.
Ruby red hair and emerald green eyes. Creamy white skin, plumb lips that lie. Soft, dreamy voice. Loud laughs. Simple smiles.
And within, so much more await to rise.
Emotions leaking, thoughts drowning. Lips smiling, wet eyes lying. Words spoken, flying around wild.
Maybe. Maybe I need to stop thinking, That hiding away, will make everything okay.
