to You know who you are:
I’ve burnt everything up and then buried the ashes under the carpet. Haha.
It was funny when you tried to lift it up and only gray dust poofed up to mock your face. Haha.
Let me tell you the problem that stuttering awkward silences don’t reveal: you don’t even take off your masks for yourself. when you live in hiding, how do you expect other people to discover you? until you discover the concept of honesty, nothing will make you feel better. Nothing.
I gave you peace even though you don't deserve it. you came back and took one more bloody thing from me i didn't want to give.
but I’m safe now. Too bad, you’re too late.
Why did you call?
8 comments:
we did he call?
it is a he isnt it?
damn i want to KNOW now
i meant why not we. :P
who hurt who first is what i wanna know...
it stops mattering who did what first.
it stops mattering how much the hurt, how much the good, how much the bad.
but its still annoying when someone should feel all "at peace" when he has no reason to
(and dp: i don't know why.. i never do)
does it get better though, When it all stop to matter?
no it doesn't
when stuff stops mattering it just leaves a void which needs to be filled up with other stuff that matters, and so the never ending cycle restarts
and you somehow wish it still did (matter).. because it all gives life meaning somehow
exactly.
powerful post. says so much in such few lines...
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