there's a familiar ache in the pit of my stomach.
a nauseous feeling in the back of my throat.
the hollow empty echo of loneliness in that hole where my heart use to be.
it may still be there, i'm not really sure anymore. i've built up so many walls i think i've finally shut myself out.
the last notch on my belt, the last nail in my coffin.
it feels like i'm always teetering right on the edge, looking for any reason to live and any reason to jump. i dont care which one it is anymore, i just dont want to teeter forever. i dont want to be heart broken forever, i dont want to be hopeless forever.
even if it's not the man who is gonna be my love, lately i would give anything just to feel a pair of strong arms hold me, a gentle touch stroking my hair, a warm body against mine. just holding me.. letting me know they're there for me, to protect me. even from myself if need be.
loneliness is a darkness that i dont want to consume me again. i just need someone to grab my hand and hold a torch for me, just for a little bit. until i can steadily carry it on my own again.
a nauseous feeling in the back of my throat.
the hollow empty echo of loneliness in that hole where my heart use to be.
it may still be there, i'm not really sure anymore. i've built up so many walls i think i've finally shut myself out.
the last notch on my belt, the last nail in my coffin.
it feels like i'm always teetering right on the edge, looking for any reason to live and any reason to jump. i dont care which one it is anymore, i just dont want to teeter forever. i dont want to be heart broken forever, i dont want to be hopeless forever.
even if it's not the man who is gonna be my love, lately i would give anything just to feel a pair of strong arms hold me, a gentle touch stroking my hair, a warm body against mine. just holding me.. letting me know they're there for me, to protect me. even from myself if need be.
loneliness is a darkness that i dont want to consume me again. i just need someone to grab my hand and hold a torch for me, just for a little bit. until i can steadily carry it on my own again.
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