This Truth, I SeekThis Truth, I Seek
We abstain ourselves from the love we seek,
Simply wishing for the right moment to speak.
This is not our time.
And when God whispers His words of wisdom,
Will we lie together, broken,
Or will we stand divided,
Humble and meek?
If only I knew,
Because this truth
This truth, I seek.
Rescue MeRescue Me
This burden of silence consumes me.
Pleading for a moment to scream.
And I am left empty.
As if God is blind to my tears
And deaf to my cries.
This fear in my eyes,
I would give anything,
Anything to know life.
What good comes from patience
When you've already died?
And here I lie,
Just give me a sign.
This can't be what I've come to be,
A product of trying so hard for so long
A pariah lost at sea.
Please, somebody rescue me.
Black RoseBlack Rose
The blackest of roses simply go unnoticed.
You are not in vain.
A hidden beauty lies in your pain.
And in those dark moments of despair,
I will be there.
I feel like a closed book just thrown about,
Wishing someone would open me up
So I could get these words out.
I just want to find home,
A shelf to lay my heart,
For that one person
Who's willing to read me from the start.
Don't judge a book by its cover, they say,
But mine is torn apart.
I just wish you could hold me.
It's so hard to stand
With a battered spine.
Simply broken and forgotten,
So here I lie.
I could be that story with a happy ending.
You truly complete me.
And all it took,
All it took was a little mending.
Good Night, Best FriendGood Night, Best Friend
I've spent so much time trying to find the right words
That I forgot what I wanted you to know.
And I've spent so many fucking nights,
Cold and alone,
With my voice buried in the silence,
I can't bring myself to feel anything but broken,
So I deny it.
I just want to be sure my life is real,
Because it all seems like a bad dream,
And I'm stuck and can't wake up
To just say what I feel.
All I ever do is talk to myself.
You're here for me,
But I'm stuck in my shell,
Trying to figure out why you aren't the heaven to my hell.
I never thought it would be selfish to just want to smile.
I don't deserve this.
I hate when I feel like my words do nothing but bring the end.
But it's hard holding onto someone
When you can't even feel their hand,
So you're left empty,
Imagining their skin.
I wish we could share this.
I guess it's just one of those times
I should probably close my eyes,
And just make amends.
Good night, best friend.