Autoimmune Disease

Broken

When is enough, enough?

So lay your hands on the left behind –

We all know how it feels to be forgotten for a while.

In a crowded place trying not to feel alone…

Just remember that we’ve all been broken once;

Let’s love the broken ones.

-“Broken ones” by Jacquie Lee

Sometimes you have to just observe, listen, and feel when you can’t grasp the words to speak.

She told me she was hollow –

That’s far from what I see.

She’s more than just the daughter of a broken man to me.

She told me she was shallow –

Her rivers run so deep.

If I could only be the boat that leads her to the sea…

 

But lonely is her favorite place to be.

When she feels the hurt she lets it bleed.

Sometimes she’s lost, sometimes she’s broken.

Sometimes she’s closed, sometimes she’s open.

But lonely is her favourite place to be.

 

She told me she was falling;

I offered her my hand.

But she only finds the comfort in the knowing just how hard she’s gonna land.

I told her she was special –

She almost let me in,

But she couldn’t bare the thought of digging up the heart she’s burying.

 

But lonely is her favorite place to be.

When she feels the hurt she lets it bleed.

Sometimes she’s lost, sometimes she’s broken.

Sometimes she’s closed, sometimes she’s open.

Lonely is her favorite place to be.

 

Lonely is her favorite –

If only I could change it.

If I could only save her…

Lonely is her favorite –

If only I could change it.

If I could only save her…

 

Sometimes she’s lost, sometimes she’s broken.

Sometimes she’s cold, sometimes she’s open.

Sometimes she’s stone cold, times she’s on fire –

Mostly she’s everything I desire.

Lonely is her favorite place to be…

-“Hollow” by Belle Mt.

Words?

I play it all inside my head so I remember…

I think about the way we were back in November.

Every moment that I waste on holding out for one more chance

Isn’t worth the pain I hold so close to me –

Wish I could forget it all.

Now it’s 3AM and I’m on the phone –

Checking on your page while I’m all alone.

You’d think I’d learn or I’d try to change…

Why does this always end the same?

I’m tired of falling out of love.

I’m tired of the rise and fall.

I’ll leave before it starts,

‘Cause I don’t wanna get my hopes up.

I’d rather sleep alone than play this game again.

I’d rather play it safe than feel the pain again,

And I just know by now how this will end up.

Maybe it’s you, or maybe I’m the one who’s fucked up.

-“hopes up” by nothing.nowhere

Just pain.

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