Tuesday 26 January 2010

The Place is Such A Mess

Ive never felt this scared about anywhere, I hate being full of so much fear.
How do I get over the fear I have, im trying to get past it by coming here.
But the fear has made me sick, along with the memories and the stress.
I can’t deal with all of this madness, it’s made my life such a mess.

The Place

The people walk their dog’s right past it, they have their picnics not far from here,
They ride the waves just a few yards south, but this place fills me with fear.
They spend hours here on a summer’s day, enjoying the sand and the sun,
But I came here with no one else, it was dark and I was dumb.

Monday 25 January 2010

Why?

Why cant things be simple, why is each day so tough.
I don’t want to live tomorrow, when yesterday was so rough.
I don’t want to see tomorrow, ‘cause yesterday was so bad.
What if tomorrow is like it, what if its all sad?
I cant keep going on, I don’t want to keep up the fight.
The sun is setting on today, which means tomorrow is in sight.
The stupid thing is, its not tomorrow I don’t want to see.
It that – when I look in the mirror, I will still see me.

Whirlwind

Im in a whirlwind, spinning round and round, im trying to get out of it, but I can’t make a sound.
What the hell can I do, ‘cause something has to change, I just can’t cope anymore, do people find that strange?
I took the pills to end it, before I had said goodbye, but my body can’t keep covering, the tears it wants to cry.
Ive run out of energy, and I don’t want to fight, I hope the end is somewhere near, but for me it’s not in sight.

You!

I listened to you
Now it’s such a mess
I listened to you
And everything’s changed
I listened to you
And it all went downhill
I listened to you
But now you’re GONE!


((this was directed at the police after they closed the case & left me hanging on my own))

Cant Cope

How do I explain this, how do I explain I cnt cope?
How do I explain things aren’t right, I don’t hold out any hope.
Why is it all such a mess, why did I ever listen to you?
Why am I on this dangerous path, I didn’t understand and had no clue.

Explain it

I don’t know how to explain it, I don’t know which words to use,
Whether I should stop or fight, are the things I have to choose.
I want to stop, ’cause the energy’s gone,
But I should fight, ‘cause stopping is wrong.
But I can’t keep up the fight,
‘Cause im so tried, I can’t see the light.