Letting Go

ITS TIME FOR ME TO LET GO NOW
YOUR THE ONLY ONE I SHALL MISS. I LOVE YOU, NEVER FORGET THAT

NOBODY HEARS

I talk through my eyes, the words pourin' down
Nobody hears
You ask me what's wrong, but what can I say
Nobody hears

I try to tell you, I try to show you
How else can I tell you, how else can I show you

I'm screaming inside, why can't you hear
Nobody hears
You're looking right though me like I'm not here
Nobody hears


When the last tear falls down
Nothing gets washed away
Another plea put to rest
As nobody hears, nobody hears

So what did I do to you
That makes you run from me
Now I'm sitting here screaming inside myself
Don't understand why nobody hears

You figured it, shaped it to your prefection
Nobody hears
Subtracted my feelings from the equation
Nobody hears

Is it all in my mind
Then it would be easy to find

as i disapear in the sunset dont you fucking dare say you miss me

they say there is a time for each one of us to go a time that we are no longer wanted a time were we are surposed to be set free
however i know you will always be there do tie me down to deconstruct my thoughts and my dreams the coals you burn are hurting my heart
i try to breathe but you push me further down beneath the waters surface sometimes i wonder if you realise what your doing
i give you a chance and say your in denial then you push me down one more time and i cannot forgive your lies
the water is filling my lungs i close my eyes and imagine you burning
it doesnt help
it doesnt help
it doesnt help
because in the end people always leave it is only a matter of time you know that
people always leave people always leave
i keep running red lights but nothing seems to happen i keep trying to let go but it seems i am invincable
what a fucking liberty

i will continue to hide under the sheets of desperation

have you ever wondered how other people see you?
or how you see yourself
Forgiveness is never easy. Bitterness is easy, Hatred is easy. But forgiveness, that is a tough one. Sometimes people say things they don't mean or do things they can't take back. Sometimes we do things we can't take back. We're all afraid of something. I was afraid. But in the face of great despair, i had an epiphany........... What i have done is who i am. But what i have done is not who i will be. Its been nearly 37 million seconds 10,000 hours, 14 months................. Since i realized what i have done is not who i can be. Unburden yourself from the mistakes of the past. And when you do, your heart grows stronger, i should know. Mine was supposed to go out long time ago. But it doesn't mean that what you have done is forgotten and what you have done remembers.

They say we leave this world just the way we came into it ---- naked and alone.

So, if we do leave with nothing, What then, is a measure of a life ? Is it defined by the people we choose to love ?

Or is life simply measured by our accomplishments ?

And what if we fail ? or are never truly loved ? What then ? Can we ever measure up ?

Or will the quiet desperation of a life gone wanting, Drive us mad ?

Albert Camus once wrote, "Blessed are the hearts that can bend. They shall never be broken." But I wonder.... If there's no breaking, then there's no healing. And if there's no healing, then there is no learning. And if there's no learning, then there's no struggle. But the struggle is a part of life, So must all hearts be broken ?