It’s happening again,
Such unbearable pain,
And if my soul is crying
As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine…
I’ve let so many people down,
Lost so many beautiful opportunities,
I feel so failed and forlorn,
But is that really such a tragedy?
Perhaps, rather,
It’s a positive thing,
Shouldn’t a true artist be suffering?
At least I’m feeling something…
It’s happening again,
Such unbearable pain,
And if my soul is crying
As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine…
“Do not try to stop my crying.” she said.
“My heart must weep…before it can sing…”
“Instead…encourage me to begin the healing
only tears can bring.”
Please don’t cry,
Bid your teardrops bye,
Stop letting them find a way,
Between the breasts everyday.
Please don’t cry,
I’ll never tell a lie,
You’ll see tomorrow,
A new ‘me’ before you.
Please don’t cry,
I’ll be as bighearted as the sky.
Inching closer...to a fate worse than Death.
Over and over, can't help myself.
I've given up, don't know what to do.
Over thinking and crying, I wish I could stop.
Why won't you talk to me?
Am I that repulsive?
Is this my fault?
Am I worthless?