my eyes have pounding pressure behind them
waves of tears threatening to tell all my secrets
i long for a pillow when i should turn and face the rain
embrace the hurt, lick the tears
feel their shape as they are birthed from my insides
i want to hear them forming droplets from my growing blue and throbbing heart
my body gives me away today
make eye contact, stare deep down, see what you see
what version of yourself is deep at my core?
what pain is roaring in your ears begging for your immediate distraction?
my ribs can't keep still, my chest heaves with alone, hollow echoing
alone, alone, alone
we live alone, we die alone, i owe it to myself to stay here now. who will be with me if i'm not?
this poor little girl has suffered too long behind a holographic wall of false strength.. there is beauty in weakness
just like the irises fall down after the rain, they often rise again, stronger, greener, and bursting with life in the morning
i promise to never desert me again, whatever that means
waves of tears threatening to tell all my secrets
i long for a pillow when i should turn and face the rain
embrace the hurt, lick the tears
feel their shape as they are birthed from my insides
i want to hear them forming droplets from my growing blue and throbbing heart
my body gives me away today
make eye contact, stare deep down, see what you see
what version of yourself is deep at my core?
what pain is roaring in your ears begging for your immediate distraction?
my ribs can't keep still, my chest heaves with alone, hollow echoing
alone, alone, alone
we live alone, we die alone, i owe it to myself to stay here now. who will be with me if i'm not?
this poor little girl has suffered too long behind a holographic wall of false strength.. there is beauty in weakness
just like the irises fall down after the rain, they often rise again, stronger, greener, and bursting with life in the morning
i promise to never desert me again, whatever that means
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