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The wooden floorboards at the base of my bed have been worn out for a long time now. The socks on my feet worked away at the lustrous finish and deep mahogany hue until nothing was left but thin pale slats of timber. All the thoughts in my mind race at lightening speed making sleep appear as a luxury that I could never afford. Tonight is different though, a couple miles away small rockets erupt from the ground and sail to the heavens blooming into flora of all different shapes and colors. I balance in the small framework of the window and watch as the flowers slowly dissolve into rings of smoke and ash, temporarily causing my thoughts to strike the brake pedal and slow down allowing me a moment of tranquility.
Brick By Boring Brick:
Well you built up a world of magic because your real life is tragic.
I'm only human, I've got a skeleton in me. But I'm not the villain, despite what you're always preaching.
Turn It Off:
And the worst part is, before it gets any better we're headed for a cliff. Then in the free fall I will realize I'm better off when I hit the bottom.
Somehow everything's gonna fall right into place If we only had a way to make it all fall faster everyday. If only time flew like a dove. Well God, make it fly faster than I'm falling in love.
I settled down a twisted up frown disguised as a smile, well you would have never known. I had it all but, not what I wanted 'cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown
If God's the game you're playing well we must get more acquainted, because it has to be so lonely to be the only one who's holy.
Well I try not to think of what might happen when your reality it finally cuts through. Well as for me I got out and I'm on the road. The worst part is that this, this could be you.
I'm just a person but you can't take it. The same tricks that, that once fooled me they won't get you anywhere. I'm not the same kid from your memory, well now I can fend for myself.
Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change. Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change. And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I Caught Myself:
Don't know what I want, but I know it's not you. Keep pushing and pulling me down, when I know in my heart it's not you.
Let The Flames Begin:
Somewhere weakness is our strength, and I'll die searching for it. I can't let myself regret such selfishness. My pain and all the trouble caused, no matter how long. I believe that there's hope buried beneath it all.
I've gone for too long living like I'm not alive. So I'm going to start over tonight beginning with you and I. When this memory fades, I'm gonna make sure it's replaced. With chances taken, hope embraced and have I told you?
Hello Cold World:
Girls and boys keep lining up to see if they can measure up. They look good, and they feel wild, but it will never be enough. You say you're really hurting, at least you're feeling something. We can hope and we can pray that everything will work out fine.
Now I think we're taking this too far. Don't you know that it's not this hard? Well it's not this hard, but if you take what's yours and I take mine. Must we go there? Please not this time. No, not this time.
The Only Exception:
I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up. Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream.
That's What You Get:
I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here. 'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here. I still try, holding onto silly things, I never learn. Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard.
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