theblush

cold and numb clammy hands shivvering legs and arms red eyes mascara running shaking hurting aching body in so much pain that my heart hurts burns yet frozen ice cold like chilled water spilling down my throat splashing colliding and freezing the pit of my stomach my soul, it's cold and numb every move is agony every breath i feel sick wrenching stomach knives cutting stabbing fists punching killing it slowly kills me burns me alive with ice, makes me feel cold and numb

(v1) she's so pretty when she cries the tears well up warm in her eyes she takes a deep breath to help her swallow her pride she tries to put past her what all happened today and look in the direction of a new way (ch) will he just ignore her and be blind to her just as he's always been? while she just waits for this agonizing eternity to slowly painfully end? (v2) she wanted him all to herself forever even if it meant that they must die together always an angel when she's sleeping but a devil when she's awake but today she is heartbroken, weeping and her shattered body shivvers and aches (ch) (br) she once told him that i

you are my passion, the arsonist of my heart, the lyricist of the melodies of my mind, and the understanding behind the depths of the deepest soul. a soul so fathomless, so broken, yet you somehow can reach the ends of the abyss, touch it, and cherish it. my warm rapture for you overcomes me with happiness, and the flame from your arson burns all angst between us to ash. clean fire, you are the pure, and the deep shining rendering of, "friend".

(br) the tears stain my face, but i don't know what i'm crying for.. the fears sting my brain, but i don't know what i'm trying for.. (v1) high in the stars, i find my place. they shine on my face as i soar into grace. and i look down far to the earth. i am reversed; it felt like birth. without a word, i turn away; i won't ever pay one more day. i follow the one who brought me there, i didn't dare to help but stare. (br) (ch) the angel freed my soul and i found my final peace. the angel believed i was cold and helped me pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. the angel loved me so much that it tore me apart to see wha

it makes me sick to want you, but delighted. at the same time i crave this love: to touch you and kiss you, all requited. wondering why i have this, i'm obsessing. at the same time wondering if you do too: afraid to ask or move, myself, i'm repressing. leaving subtle hints for you, undetected. at the same time this sin is as such: i hate you to know me this way, i'm feeling infected.

when all is dark and damp and cold when all that is new just feels old when all who love begin to hate when i find death an escapable fate and the supernova stars up in the sky decide to burn and fade and die that's when everything colorful is black and white and everything wrong just feels right when friends are strangers because of me and everything beautiful is pale and ugly the clocks will run out and there is all time to remember all the ones who've made me cry this is when i'll think of you and every last thing you'd say and do i will never forget the look on your face not now, not ever, anytime, anyplace in a million ye