LoudSilences's Journal
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Is there anybody listening? Anyone at all? Cos I am too close to the edge and i am afraid I'll fall
by LoudSilences on November 15, 20151 CommentNot too fast, too slow,
Two steps and drown ,
We got no fear
Gotta take the danger
Too fast, too slow
Two steps and drown
No fear, no fear, no fear
No fear, no fear, no fear
Save me from the ceilingSave me from myself
Nevermind, just save yourself
Keep your eyes on the prize
And your ear to the street
Or this game that you spit
Will become obsolete
Fuck the game, fuck the rulesMost of all, fuck you It's just the way I feel
The more I smile the less I bruise
Don't stop and think about it In your heart no one will doubt itI can feel it breaking
Hang me from the ceiling I got the feeling that it's my time to goIf today was my last day here
You're the last one that I'd wanna see
Is there anybody listening, anyone at all
'Cause I am too close to the edge
And I am afraid I'll fall
Not trying to be different
'Cause we're all the same
Please take what you need
Doctor, help fix my brain
Help fix my brain, help fix my brain
Fuck the shame, fuck the truthMost of all, fuck you
It's just the way I feel
The more I smile the less I bruise
Hang me from the ceiling I got the feeling that it's my time to goIf today was my last day here
You're the last one that I'd wanna see
And it doesn't ever feel rightNo matter what it tastes like
So I'll take every last one of these pills
To kill what's inside of me
You can keep your fun, fun memoriesEnvision what I used to be
Teenage teardrops on my pillow
You reach for the stars but we end on the ceiling
Hang me from the ceiling I got the feeling that it's my time to goIf today was my last day here You're the last one that I'd wanna see
-Teenage Teardrops, Heartsrevolution
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I've felt this bad for so long I'm scared I'm fine
by LoudSilences on November 06, 2015No CommentsI wake up.
I wish I hadn't.
I get up.
I take the pills.
I go to school, or I stay at home.
I do something to pass the time, or more often I don't.
I take the pill.
I go back to sleep.
I repeat.
I've lost hope in everything. Its not a matter of if anymore, its a matter of when. I really think I should start planning more seriously. Its hard to bear every day.
Sat on the bathroom floor I knew this was it, I'd finally lost my mind.
I have these photos that my parents took before they got married. They're of Niagra Falls.
Theres this one though, thats my favourite. Its of this dark tunnel. But at the end theres light, and the light is the opening of the tunnel where the waterfall is dropping down.
I feel like that. Like even if theres a light in all of this, it will actually only be a steep drop to sudden death. I know that sounds morbid. I know how cliche I sound. Some depressed girl telling her troubles online anonymously. I know how its cliche to acknowledege being cliche. Whatever.
I feel empty.