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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 1:05:51 GMT
I sat down a looked around then started to sing
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
You're giving me too many things
Lately you're all I need
You smiled at me and said,
Don't get me wrong I love you
But does that mean I have to meet your father?
When we are older you'll understand
What I meant when I said "No,
I don't think life is quite that simple"
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
The daily things that keep us all busy
Are confusing me
That's when you came to me and said,
Wish I could prove I love you
But does that mean I have to walk on water?
When we are older you'll understand
It's enough when I say so
And maybe some things are that simple
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 1:09:43 GMT
I listen to someone singing, while leaning against a tree, back towards her, and out of her sight.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:06:56 GMT
I senced that someone was behind me but they didn't fell threating so I sang another song:
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is
[Chorus:]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand
[Chorus]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
[Chorus x2]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:10:03 GMT
I turn myself so that I can see her, but she still couldnt see me. She was a good singer and I wanted her to keep singing.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on May 30, 2007 2:11:36 GMT
I walk down and sit next to Anna. "Another reason your like your sister. You both sing well." I say.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:12:05 GMT
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
I nodded then said "you know you can say something" I say to the girl behind me.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:13:57 GMT
Iwatch the gryffie from earlier walk over to the person who wassinging.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:15:21 GMT
Perfect by nature
icons of self indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that
never was and never will be
have you no shame don't you see me
you know you've got everybody fooled
look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now I know she
never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled
without the mask where will you hide
can't find yourself lost in your lie
I know the truth now
I know who you are
and I don't love you anymore
it never was and never will be
you're not real and you can't save me
somehow now you're everybody’s fool
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:16:27 GMT
I smirk and light a cigarette. I take a drag and blow the smoke in o-shaped rings, still listening to her.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:17:39 GMT
I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
let me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
don't say I’m out of touch
with this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
the nightmare I built my own world to escape
in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light
In my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:20:45 GMT
I smile slightly and take another drag.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:24:39 GMT
I smelled smoke I smirked and looked back and saw a girl smoking. I waved at her then said "Why do you hide? I don't bite"
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:33:56 GMT
Even though I didn't feel like getting up, I stood up. "Do you mind?" I ask, motioning to the cigarette in my mouth.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:36:07 GMT
"not at all" I replied.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:38:01 GMT
I nod and make my way over. "Thanks" I say and add "You have a pretty voice"
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:38:56 GMT
"No prob and thanks" I replied.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:46:23 GMT
I nod. "Would you mind singing another song?"
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:50:12 GMT
"Not at all I'll be glad to" I replied and sang:
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
[Chorus]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:52:21 GMT
I smile and tap my finger against my leg with the beat of the song, even though it was slow.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:53:48 GMT
Now I will tell you what I've done for you -
50 thousand tears I've cried.
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you -
And you still won't hear me.
(going under)
Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself.
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under
Blurring and stirring - the truth and the lies.
(So I don't know what's real) So I don't know what's real and what's not (and what's not)
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm...
So go on and scream
Scream at me I'm so far away (so far away)
I won't be broken again (again)
I've got to breathe - I can't keep going under
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under (going under)
I'm going under (drowning in you)
I'm going under
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 2:57:46 GMT
I continue to tap my finger to the beat. With my other hand I take out my cigarette and crush the bud, and the bit where it was lit, between my fingers, putting it out.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 2:58:42 GMT
i tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
i lay dying
and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
i'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
i'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
i want to die!!!
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied Christ
tourniquet
my suicide
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 3:00:11 GMT
As she sings the song, I quietly hum the notes of the music.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 3:01:47 GMT
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.
Should I let you fall?
Lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves .
And I'm sick of the lie,
And you're too late.
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.
Couldn't take the blame.
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you're jaded.
You can't play the victim this time,
And you're too late.
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.
You never call me when you're sober.
You only want it cause it's over,
It's over.
How could I have burned paradise?
How could I - you were never mine.
So don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
Don't lie to me,
Just get your things.
I've made up your mind.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 3:02:55 GMT
I stopped humming as she sang a different song. I just listened.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 3:03:46 GMT
If you want to live, let live.
If you want to go, let go.
I'm not afraid to dream, to sleep, sleep forever.
I don't need to touch the sky.
I just want to feel that high,
And you refuse to lift me.
Guess it wasn't real after all.
Guess it wasn't real all along.
If I fall and all is lost,
It's where I belong.
If you want to live, let live.
If you want to go, let go.
I'm never gonna be your sweet, sweet surrender.
Guess it wasn't real after all.
Guess it wasn't real all along.
If I fall and all is lost,
No light to lead the way,
Remember that all alone is where I belong.
In a dream,
Will you give your love to me?
Beg my broken heart to beat,
Save my life, change my mind.
If I fall and all is lost.
No light to lead the way.
Remember that all alone is where I belong.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 3:06:52 GMT
I mumble the last verse under my breath.
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 3:08:23 GMT
"Can't think of anymore" I mummered.
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Post by Raquel Ann Williams on May 30, 2007 3:08:57 GMT
I smile. "That's ok. I'm Raquel Ann by the way"
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Post by anachicora on May 30, 2007 3:09:49 GMT
"Anastasia Chicora, but you can call me Ana or Stasia" I replied.
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