La Mas Grande
Active member
So much has happen in such a short time. A chance meeting lead to all of this, a simple hello made our world into a different place. A nod from you, a smile from me who would have thought would have lead to all of this ache.
So many tear shed by so many, so many lives affected by this twist of fate. This feeling of loneliness in a room filled with people, this feeling of desperation with nowhere to turn.
These feeling are so real, so intense that my soul feels as if it on fire. I pulled on my hair; my fist beat on my chest in hopes that it will dull this pain that just won’t subside.
With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide my pillow is the only one who knows of my silent tears and my silent cries. There are just too many time I just want to close my eyes for that last time, simply just stop feeling, simply just die.
I want to leave it all behind and never feel again; maybe this bottle will help me make it through. My cowardliness keeps me alive maybe this drink will help me get by another hour, another day in this masquerade. I’m tire more than most know,
so damn tire that finding joy in things is something of the past. I’m dying inside but you just don’t see or maybe you choose not to see. Whatever the reason I can’t blame you because I truly believe in being the creator of our own misery. Just wanted to let you know what lives inside of me now, wanted you to have a glimpse of the women who took her place.
So many tear shed by so many, so many lives affected by this twist of fate. This feeling of loneliness in a room filled with people, this feeling of desperation with nowhere to turn.
These feeling are so real, so intense that my soul feels as if it on fire. I pulled on my hair; my fist beat on my chest in hopes that it will dull this pain that just won’t subside.
With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide my pillow is the only one who knows of my silent tears and my silent cries. There are just too many time I just want to close my eyes for that last time, simply just stop feeling, simply just die.
I want to leave it all behind and never feel again; maybe this bottle will help me make it through. My cowardliness keeps me alive maybe this drink will help me get by another hour, another day in this masquerade. I’m tire more than most know,
so damn tire that finding joy in things is something of the past. I’m dying inside but you just don’t see or maybe you choose not to see. Whatever the reason I can’t blame you because I truly believe in being the creator of our own misery. Just wanted to let you know what lives inside of me now, wanted you to have a glimpse of the women who took her place.
