Crawling back to you

She was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand

Like thieves, we are all in love with stolen hearts...

I have such a tough time explaining how I feel...

You don’t have to look behind...

You don’t have to look behind... This song is mine own.. Always mine own

My ember has created the dreams for you

You don’t have to see that

You don’t remain watching that

Who are you to me..?

You don’t have to tell, to anyone

You don’t have to tell the stories also

Between us….

You don’t have to hear the murmuring song

You don’t have to sing along also

You don’t have to dance along

Simply to walk behind

You don’t have to ask the permission

You don’t have to look behind

Without meeting the eye to eye

“Are you seeing me”…?

“Can you speak anything”..?

Getting wet in the eyes, is this the tear drop…?

My wish, is it you…?

In the soul, of this song

As the pain is lingered

You don’t have to know that

You shouldn't know anything

But still I will sing

This song is mine own

Always mine own....

From Fallen Angel.

Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back everything is different...

The memory

I DON'T UNDERSTAND MY OWN FEELINGS

Sometimes you just gotta accept that some people can only be in your heart, not in your life.

She was like the moon, part of her was always hidden away.

Before you kill yourself

Sometimes, you can only feel something by its absence.

You lost a part of your existence.

I wanted to kill myself because I was very unhappy

DON'T LET IT CONSUME YOU

THE SKY LOOKS SAD

IM SORRY THAT IM LITERALLY JUST SO SHITTY SOMETIMES

The best way to not get your heart broken.

IM SORRY

OOPS I'M SAD AGAIN

I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh. I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you wanna cry...

When you make plans while you're in a good mood but then the day comes and you would actually rather die..

Why am I so Fascinated by you...

Maybe there is a reason that it didn't work out. But I think it could have been wonderful anyway...

You meet thousands of people, and none of them really touch you. Then you meet one person, and your life changed. Forever...

You meet thousands of people,
and none of them really touch you.
Then you meet one person,
and your life changed.
Forever...

Ofcourse I miss you. It's all I do...

Sometimes you have to lose someone completely before you can figure out what they really mean to you...

I think I miss what I thought we would be...

but the memories wont seem to let me go...

Your name burns hot when I write it,it feels heavy when I say it out loud...

There were so many things I wanted to tell you, that I never got around to. Sometimes they make their way to my conscious mind, and it makes me sad. I never got a chance to tell you. I never will. And even now things are going on that I wish I could tell you about. But I'll never get to tell you those, either.

There were so many things I wanted to tell you,
that I never got around to.
Sometimes they make their way to my conscious mind,
and it makes me sad.
I never got a chance to tell you.
I never will.

And even now things are going on that
I wish I could tell you about.
But I'll never get to tell you those, either.

I want you to miss me, Like I'm missing you...

i fucking miss you

Dear You, I miss you. I miss how you cared for me, how you always make my day, how you used to cheer me up, and how you make me feel that you love me. I miss everything that used to be. WHAT HAPPENED..? Love, Me

Will you take me as I am..? Will you..?

I thought of you today. I felt a burst of energy.

Life is so lonely. Like a child without a toy.

Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don’t need to show me their badges. I know these guys very well.

I’ll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does

Depression is the inability to construct a future.

I become more invisible every day, and I cannot stop it.

“I was drowning up nobody saw me struggling,”

Is it okay to feel worthless...?

I think some people do fall in love with there depression. “In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression”

I Bottle up my emotions

I feel lost inside myself...

My past haunts me… constantly

I tell people I’m tired but in fact I’m depressed. I tell people ill be fine tomorrow, but I know, tomorrow will be worse. I tell lies everyday and I know, i’ll not be able to stop it by myself.

Why don’t you understand how much your words are hurting me?