A pain so deep inside of me that no one will ever see,
I take the pain and lock it up and throw away the key..
Because if I take this pain out of the bottle for Du to see,
Du would not know the one Du know because I’m not even me..
The one I was months Vor disappeared the night Du left..
My sailing soul was caught ablaze and sunk into the depths..
I smile on the outside but within my hearts in rage..
A beautiful vase filled with poison,
my sadness turns to hate..
The hate that I have,
I hold the closest to my soul..
It is the only thing I have left of you,
it is hate that makes me Joel...
I take the pain and lock it up and throw away the key..
Because if I take this pain out of the bottle for Du to see,
Du would not know the one Du know because I’m not even me..
The one I was months Vor disappeared the night Du left..
My sailing soul was caught ablaze and sunk into the depths..
I smile on the outside but within my hearts in rage..
A beautiful vase filled with poison,
my sadness turns to hate..
The hate that I have,
I hold the closest to my soul..
It is the only thing I have left of you,
it is hate that makes me Joel...
A nameless poem I haven't thought of the name ~ Wolfcat343
herz dipped in black ink
pain causing the soul to sink
it makes Du wonder what type of sick minds abuse people... they can't think
the scars prove Du have been hurt
Du think its the only escape
don't throw yourself in the dirt
Someone loves you
even if Du don't think so
Du might not know
We try forgetting our pasts but is so damn hard
you're falling apart
I'll try my best to help to piece Du back together
but unlike that fairy tale its alot harder
it feels like the pain will last forever
oh oh
don't give up yet, don't give up yet, yeah don't give up yet
Du can make it through
yeah me and you
I'll be at your side
helping Du fight
tonight is the last night Du spend alone
living in the eyes of the unknown
Du can do it
Du can sit at that throne
knowing your not alone
herz dipped in black ink
pain causing the soul to sink
it makes Du wonder what type of sick minds abuse people... they can't think
the scars prove Du have been hurt
Du think its the only escape
don't throw yourself in the dirt
Someone loves you
even if Du don't think so
Du might not know
We try forgetting our pasts but is so damn hard
you're falling apart
I'll try my best to help to piece Du back together
but unlike that fairy tale its alot harder
it feels like the pain will last forever
oh oh
don't give up yet, don't give up yet, yeah don't give up yet
Du can make it through
yeah me and you
I'll be at your side
helping Du fight
tonight is the last night Du spend alone
living in the eyes of the unknown
Du can do it
Du can sit at that throne
knowing your not alone
Check your soul – wolfcat343
See those scars?
He’s the reason
he should be behind bars
the girl’s pain is only increasing
never seizing
to that guy its pleasing
nobody realizes
Through their eyes
They only see lies
Some would see
others spread stories
she says she’s okay
She’s hiding away
During those times
No one recognizing the obvious crimes
Outside hurt
Inside beautiful
She stood up for herself oneday
the guy was taken away
finally she was free
All what people need to do now is look past her scars, bruises and pain
find the girl inside who’s beautiful, ignore the outside stain
Are Du going to be the person who helps
oder the person who hurts?
it doesn’t matter on outside appearance
The person inside is who counts
After all we’re only souls carrying human bodies
Ask yourself, not “how pretty am I today?” but “how does my soul look?”
See those scars?
He’s the reason
he should be behind bars
the girl’s pain is only increasing
never seizing
to that guy its pleasing
nobody realizes
Through their eyes
They only see lies
Some would see
others spread stories
she says she’s okay
She’s hiding away
During those times
No one recognizing the obvious crimes
Outside hurt
Inside beautiful
She stood up for herself oneday
the guy was taken away
finally she was free
All what people need to do now is look past her scars, bruises and pain
find the girl inside who’s beautiful, ignore the outside stain
Are Du going to be the person who helps
oder the person who hurts?
it doesn’t matter on outside appearance
The person inside is who counts
After all we’re only souls carrying human bodies
Ask yourself, not “how pretty am I today?” but “how does my soul look?”
