| I used to see the world in your eyes All its beauty and its pain
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| And we felt the same
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| Now I only see the darkness inside
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| Only sorrow remains
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| And I drown in the shame
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| That I feel better for it
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| Yet I wonder if I should discard this success and share the pain as penance
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| For every wrong that I’ve done, It’s wrong that you suffer, For I was your lover
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| If you’re in my heart then you’re in my veins and I didn’t think that’d go away
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| But something cut so deep and you bled out of me
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| And she said «I hope you die, I hope you rot in a loveless grave.
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| Just pain all love forgotten,» and she said, «I hope you choke.»
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| «You will beg for my forgiveness, you will beg for my sympathy, and I’ll say no.
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| I’ll say nothing.»
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| Fuck it’s so damn hard… Fuck it.
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| I was the blood in your veins you flowed through me one and the same but the
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| knife cut so deep and you bled out of me.
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| And I drown in the shame that I feel better for it
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| For every wrong that I’ve done, it’s wrong that you suffer, For I was your lover
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| If you’re in my heart then you’re in my veins and I didn’t think that would go
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| away but something cut so deep and you bled out of me
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| A house that used to be a home
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| Now stands empty & the bodies that grew within now walk alone
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| And she said, «you will wake up one day and realise that everything you hated
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| was just you reflected and on that discovery self loathing and misery will
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| drown you unequivocally.»
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| Go figure.
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| (Explanation- From my experience love is the worst / best thing you can ever be
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| lucky enough to share. |
| It never runs out but sometimes it can breed bitterness
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| and spite. |
| People do and say horrible things when they’re hurt and then those
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| words are stuck with the other forever. |
| It’s fucking hard.) |