I gotta go through it, to get through it.
Even if it means screaming inside,
or crying through the night...
I gotta go through it, to get through it.
Even if it means having that little bit of hope
torture me each moment..
Ill go through it,
to get through it..
To be okay.
I'll feel all I need to,
to get through.
Feel it all the way,
to be okay.
So many times, it will dissipate...
Then, I'll be okay.
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You're hollow words, and careless smiles
Kill me over and over again.
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I wanna sit on your bed again,
have you ask me if I'm happy.
I was so happy.
-N
1 comment:
This is beautiful, Nat.
It gets me to thinking...
It is both ironic and tragic that the most admirable art is rooted in the deepest of pain.
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