I can tell, I can tell how much you hate this
And deep down inside you know it's killing me.
I can call, wish you well and try to change this,
But nothing I can say would change anything
Where were my senses?
I left them all behind
Why did I turn away?
I wish I could save you
I wish I could say to you
I'm not going nowhere
I wish I could say to you
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Didn't mean, didn't mean to leave you stranded
Went away cause I didn't want to face the truth
Reaching out
Reach for me
Empty handed
You don't know if I care,you're trying to find the proof
There were times I'd wonder
Could I have eased your pain?
Why did I turn away?
Away
I wish I could save you
I wish I could say to you
I'm not going nowhere
I wish I could say to you
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up. But maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward. It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little bit messed up. Before we can step up.
lördag, juli 25
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