and maybe she cries
and maybe you'd be surprised at everything she keeps inside.
because her heart is broken and her head barely inhabitable.
there is so much blame i hold in my heart, so much i don't understand.
and you know im hurting
and you can see it in my eyes
and hear it in my voice
and it should hurt you too
to know the pain that i hold deep inside
if we're two pieces of the same puzzle than why don't we fit together
why can't we win this game
before you become the dust we will inevitably become
it was a humbling moment
somewhat sobering
but my dreams tell of a world that won't exist
a day that will never see the light
and im scared
im scared ill never utter the words i need too
scared that our days are numbered and one of our souls will embark
without saying those three words
they're not enough
they say time heals all wounds but i would not agree
the wounds remain, the mind tries to protect its sanity and covers them with scar tissue
the pain may lessen
but its never gone
