to flourish from the sorrow stained soil – to grow out of the dark depths of the dirt – to flow towards the burning embers of the sun and feel the warmth run down my spine- to nourish me once more
i’m gonna mourn you tonight
gonna soak up every memory till it eats me alive
cause it just doesn’t feel right – to be apart tonight, or for the rest of my life
it doesn’t feel right.
so i’ll pretend you’re here with me – i’ll binge on a feast of our memories
it’ll taste so bitter & so damn sweet
There are strings between you and some people that are stronger than others – you can even feel it when they start to miss you – feel the string tugging on your soul
So i find myself back in forth in battling thoughts – like WHY AREN’T YOU THERE YET!? – you know, the place you should be by now – why do you keep losing yourself on the way – and then you just forget where you’re going? Or get to the wrong place and decide you should stay?
Then I breathe deep, oh honey- it’s okay- life is not a race and we all end up the same anyway, you want to enjoy the ride while your on it; not once you get off- so don’t be so bothered and pressured to be something you’re not. Or someone you’re not. And don’t feel so pressured to DO>DO>DO, it’s good that you’re one of the ones who knows how to pause; and breathe; and take things in and be still. this is all part of who you are and sometimes the path unveils itself just as you are (being who you are)–
but get off your ass and start building more – you’re doing okay, but you could be doing so much more. It’s okay, just take a bit longer to rest and think it over – but don’t blame me when you run out of time – and your too far behind – you can’t see anyone anymore and you definitely can’t see the finish line-
but everyone reaches that line eventually – whether they like it or not – it’s about what you fill it with while you’re here from the start. Better just try to enjoy it – your time is so short – don’t let yourself get confused by these people screaming success down your throat – while they’re struggling and unhappy and LIFE IS SO SHORT – just don’t forget that; you may not be where you want to be- but at least you are here- and you ARE.
cause we weren’t lovers, we were mirrors
im sorry i cant take it all away for you
or help you be stronger, or just be strong
i see her pain it takes up her whole face now
im sorry i cant take it away from her either
or from myself
i would take it from you
if i could
i would be the home for the sickness that subsides within you
and im sorry i get so angry
or for when i choose to look away
its just the pain can look so ugly
and sometimes it makes me afraid
im scared for you, for her, for me, for all of us
i would take it all from you, from her, from all of you and walk away with it, i would be its home.