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Healing
Every tear I’ve cried, every lie I’ve lied, And every word I’ve said which has came from my head, I said what I thought and never thought what I said, went with what I thought not what others led, I breathe my breath, I take time with my rhyme, I learn from my mistakes, it is hard to abide, taking it step by each step, these feelings I hide, its easier to bury them deep within, right beneath the skin, so no can see, just my thoughts and just me, let it decay for a while, see if it rots away, but instead it builds up and you cant hold it in, you cant let it out, so your choking again, you scream and you shout, for help to arrive, but their to busy sorting out the rest of your life, wondering to let go of what seems like nothing, then you realize some petty things are something, like a song you relate to, somewhere you can escape to, a whole new life, but hidden again and when it seeps out and scars show your pain and they still don’t notice, the blood running though your veins, they still don’t see or hear you breathe, they still don’t know yet, its shattering your dreams, its so obvious to them, but they still don’t see, even the scars scream out, the hate against me. Even this pen, this paper, the devil, the creator, the atmosphere around me and what it all consumes, lack of sleep, the endless days, they just figure it out to be one big phase, you breathe in deeply and as it escapes, you wish you could the same, you wish to escape, you wonder about life, meanings dreams and your fears, but in the end, it brings you back to these tears and the hopelessness and pain, don’t leave a graze, it leaves a scar, deep within this so called phase, my heart doesn’t wish to go on beating and this record doesn’t wish to go on repeating, were stuck, in this thing called life and it seems its full of this endless strife, but take a deep breathe now, look forward to another, it may be your last, so make the most of every other, live when your living, don’t think about dieing, don’t think about ending it, think about surviving, dig out the feelings and place them on a page, it will help you even out your heartless rage, a diary, a book, a lyric or two, no matter what it is, make sure it helps you, make sure it heals you, keep healing, but I keep feeling, the pain within, I keep breathing, even though I wish to give in, keep speaking, the same words I write on each page, I keep needing, to holding on to this rage…
