There's a desire for those to feel your pain. To see if their action are matched, to prove you're sane. Or there otherwise to show you're wrong.. Instead of throwing someone else under the bus, it ends up being where you belong.  Share your story, let it be known. Actions speak louder than words so let them be shown. Silence itself can say so much on it's own.. Your heart speaks out, but let it speak slow.

Tell me what I am, tell me what to do.. Or just tell me a lie, if it's better than the truth..Cause if my thoughts happen to be true, I'm sure I'd rather just die than to continue to fall for you..

Let my arms be your cradle.

If not my arms, my words,

cause they can be heard, saved for later.

Broken hearts and empty promises.

Eyes closed, minds tore wide open.

Hopes up, and I'm thrown down.

You left me again, without a ******* sound.

Every night before I sleep, it's the same routine,
I lay here with thoughts thinking what they all mean.
I think about you and the memories are haunting,
and then I think of us and I feel like i'm taunted.
Tonight i'm thinking of changing that as I lay in my bed,
i'll close my eyes, bang bang, I'm dead.
The memories are like dreams not so easily forgotten,
I think of some memories as nightmares i've fought.
Im distraught cause I don't want to cry, I wish you'd come back.
I love you so much, and my mind seems to lack,
in having a longing in the idea of another.
I'm still mourning over my twin flame that I smothered.