Holzwege

Counting the starsLet me laugh and let me smile. Watch me spin and just let me pretend that for justCounting the stars
one second that I am
real.
Watch me as I walk the line between the service station parking lot and insanity. Let me
think that maybe, just maybe I'm alive.
Close your eyes and listen, just listen and I'll sing of lost
love and dead hearts and,
of course, the lack of my reason 'Why?'
Try and stop me as I scream with all the colours of death and rubies and bruises. Watch me spill
out the words that you are oh so desperate to  


I am iffemeral.Let's pretend like this disco isn't lost and the wolves are purple andI am iffemeral.
the sun is brighter than our eyes.
Just because we know that we're wrong.
Lets pretend that love is iffemeral just a chemical reaction in our brains, and so am I, lasting only for one day.
Just hope that day is sunday.
Lets love the irrelevant, Swearing at lightboxes and trying to tune a broken guitar.
Just pretend we're not irrelevant.
Lets join the war, the one to end all wars untill world war three, that's next week. &


you may be a better dancerSome days it's like this: I'm suffocating on thoughts, and you're still just fine, sitting at home dying your hair, living your life.you may be a better dancer
Sometimes it's like this: My mind quits telling my heart to beat, and my liver and kidneys are screaming at me, but I just whisper stories that I quit believing in a long time ago. And I hope you'll miss me before it's too late. Even though it has always been too late.
It's always like this: A year later, you are twenty miles away, but it's farther than that. Our wavelengths are swirling around each other, but we have no idea. Because you're living, and that should be alright. It shoul


i wontHAH you think ill fall, I wont,i wont
You think ill try and crawl back to you, i wont,
You think your a big loss,
HA dont think so,
Think im going to waste my time on you, I wont,
The only reason im wrighting this is so I make it very loud and clear,
You think your threats scare me, They dont
You think anyone els wants to put up with your crap, They dont,
You think they want to hear your bullshit story, They dont
You think everyone will take what ev


dosnt really have a nameThe whistling crys throught the wind on my window at the blackest night, Pieces of I broken heart shattered all over the floor as I crawl to the other side, Splinters in my fingures while they were traspassing through the green crisp grass, Tears like waterfalls sprinting off the rocks from pain like no other felt before, Peicing crys like a lost sweet melody that was once sung to a lost loved one, Scratches on my back like a hungry lioness bringing down her pray for her family to eat, The wispers of the wise ones watching over me before I make my last mistake, Those hands pulling me down wdosnt really have a name


im sorryIm sorry father for what i have become, Im sorry mother for what i've done, The happy little girl you once had is gone, And my heart is just torn, Im sorry but she is never coming back, And i know that for a fact, This is tearing me up inside, And im sorry for i cannot hide,im sorry
So im sorry to everyone for what has become, Im sorry to those for what i have done, The tears running down my face, This other me has taken its place, It's so deep, it feels so real, But this is truly how I feel, I losts my path years ago, I can't help but feel so low,


my lifeI can't shake this feeling, A feeling of low, I can never bring myself back up, No, not ever again, Its been like this, Ever since I was 10, I just can't do this anymore, I just can'tmy life
Would life be easy? If I wasn't around, Would it be better? Would I finally be happier? Would I finally have a smile on my face? Because you didn't have to see it ever again,
I lay asleep on my pillow, Imagining how my death will happen, Its sad I know but thats how it is, Will I die today, tonight or tomorrow? Maybe on Satu
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I have seen it all, and everything is just as senseless as chasing the wind.
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''What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep.''--H.P.Lovecraft
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Life is a gamble.
it's harsh and painful most of the time, and it's not for the timid.
spoils go to the victor, not for the one that doesn't even show up for the battle.
~Acheron Parthenopaeus~
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Life is a gamble.
it's harsh and painful most of the time, and it's not for the timid.
spoils go to the victor, not for the one that doesn't even show up for the battle.
~Acheron Parthenopaeus~
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And I'd give up forever to touch you,
'cause I know that you feel me somehow.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
and I don't wanna go home right now.
Goo Goo Dolls: Iris
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:: Dm3t 7zen ::
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Life is a gamble.
it's harsh and painful most of the time, and it's not for the timid.
spoils go to the victor, not for the one that doesn't even show up for the battle.
~Acheron Parthenopaeus~
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