Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Still alive but barely breathing

Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Cos I got time while he got freedom

While I'm wide awake he's no trouble sleeping

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you, 
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
Cos he's moved on while I'm still grieving

Oh you got her heart and my heart and none of the pain

You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm trying to make sense of what little remains
Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name.

One still in love while the other ones leaving
I'm falling to pieces 
Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven

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