Sometimes I wonder, are other families like this and they just don’t talk about it? Or is mine just, not normal. And if its not normal is it really as bad as I think it is? Or am I just being a drama queen? And if it really is as bad as I think it is, should I tell somebody? Should I do something about it. And then I look down and see my life’s work on me, yeah, all my scars, all my scratches, and the fresh ones from tonight. I guess it is that bad.

I’ve been hurt to many times to count
And I can’t trust people
Because I learned the hard way
That you should never put your trust
In people
Because people will ALWAYS
Let you down

Behind these eyes:
Is a girl who loved
Who was ignorant
And had her innocence
Ripped from her
When she was still a child
By her best friend
Being taken from the world
Too young
Too young
He was taken
An only after
It was the girl realized
How much he meant to her
How much she loved him
And how much it hurt
To loose him
And how much it hurt
To let go.
Behind these eyes:
Something snapped
And she became a fighter
The girl had been hurt,
Hurt too many times
To count
So she didn’t trust people
And she never got to close
Because the girl knew
That if she loved agin
It would hurt
And it would hurt
A lot.

So close to my heart, it hurts

Maybe in another life
I could find you there
Pulled away before your time
I can’t deal it’s so unfair

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven’s so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you’ve gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and Hail Mary’s
Can’t bring back what’s taken from me
I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven’s so far away
And it stings
Yeah it stings now
The world is so cold
Now that you’ve gone away

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