I think the only consolation I've ever found is letting the whole world see who I am in my music. I hope that through my music people can see me for who I am and understand me. So I've never held anything back in what I write, but now I've chosen to share it with everyone. Maybe there's even a few of you who feel as lost as I do...
None of this probably makes any sense. I know none of it really does to me. But that's why I'll just keep writing, until I figure it all out.
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
Can no one understand me? Can I?
Cause I'm lying awake and dreaming
Thoughts of loneliness are my only companions
I tried to tell her how I feel
But she just looked at me in confusion
Confusion turns to anger turns to hate
She walks away for the last time
A picture in the frame is my only reminder of the happiness I held
I try to divorce myself from the past few years
Erase my memory, pretend it never happened
But it's too late
Every song a bookmark in the lives that we once shared
Every friend a ghost of a painful memory
Does anything in life last
Is there no one left to trust
I grasp for branches of hope as I'm falling out of the tree of life
But the weight is too much
Each snaps off and I keep falling towards the unforgiving ground
And as my body lies there broken
And my lungs cough their last breath
My heart without hope stops beating
As I whisper I tried to love you
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Some one out there knows my heart
as imperfect and frail as it is,
It’s beating, it’s bleeding…..
Not to wish this pain on another,
But knowing that in a wide and endless sea
There is sameness, likeness, connection
Makes me know this world is really so small
If you have tried to love, you have loved…
Because loving is in what you give
of yourself, of what’s inside you
No heart stops beating
As long as there is a desire to love
Thank you Quinton
No. Thank you, C. If you're interested in hearing what the song sounds like, I'll be recording a very rough sample very soon. I'll post with a link when it's done.
Thanks again.
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