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Sometimes I think I’m so alone
Hardly anyone notices me
I think I’ll live and die alone
Though I’m not that hard to see
Live and breathe and die alone
No one ever notices me
I think I’ll die alone
Am I really that hard to see?
I just might like dying alone…

(Note: Strongly influenced, to the point that I actually stole a line, by the song Cubicles- My Chemical Romance)

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You wouldn’t understand how tragic the tragedy I saw occur was to me. Sure, suicide is bad and sad and all, but have you ever see it happen in person as you beg someone not to do it, as you say you care, have you ever seen someone blow their head off as you say I love you? Tragedy can wreak havoc upon your state of mind, your physical health. When you see a bullet rip through the flesh of the only person you’ve ever loved, ending their life, it can literally throw you across the room, causing you to weep until you have no more tears. When you know that there was nothing you could have done to save someone, to know that someone didn’t love you enough to choose the life ultimatum, it destroys your self-esteem. Your heart busts, it implodes, and you feel as if you are going to bleed out on the inside until you join the person who you are clutching, dead, in your feeble arms, as your salty tears splat against their barely warm lips. The next time you have to be dragged across the room from a supposed “crime scene” and left in the corner as you lay heaving in air and trying to dry your face so you can see your true love being hauled away from you on a blue gurney and popped into an ambulance to be taken to the morgue, talk to me. But until then, let me enjoy my slow death by broken heart. It’s the only thing I have left.

So here I am
Writing again
As if nothing ever happened

No blood shed
Between us
No one’s dead
Just leave us

Alone I am
Writing again
As if no one understands

No blood shed
Not bleeding
No one’s dead
I’m leaving
—-
Heart to heart
And face to face
Without a trace
I’ll disappear
Would you start
Searching for me
When you see
Without a trace
I’m gone
—-
Yes here I am
Hoping again
As if nothing ever was said

No blood shed
No one’s dead
But through my head
Words yet to be said

Oh here I am
Writing again
As if you never happened

Blood was shed
And someone’s dead
So through my head
Words left unsaid
—-
repeat
—-
Broken
Bleeding
How can it be?
Sadness
Not receding
Sworn prophecy
Scared and
Unprotected
What’s this I see?
Life that’s
Disconnected
Because of me

Heart to heart
And face to face
Without a trace
You disappear
In the dark
Searching for you
Without a clue
‘Cause without a trace….
—-
repeat
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