The grass is much too green for me to be this sad, as I walk through this garden I�m reminded of the times we spent together. It�s so picturesque, and so were we. But it was all gilded, the inside rotten. You were always bringing me down, sorrow. Sorrow, she was beautiful and temptuous, and always seemed inviting, yet she never fixed anything. We had been together because she seemed like what I wanted, and in a way she was. But I had known her all my life, all I ever knew was depression, sadness, and that it was always ending. But she is what we all fall back to, because it�s too easy to do. She�s your closest friend who knows all your secrets and can destroy you. I even loved her, but she did destroy me, slowly. Only a friend could hurt this much. I tried to break it off, but she lingers in your mind, she�s too easy to go back to. Sorrow, was bittersweet, she hurt as much as you wanted her to, and I wanted it so bad. A flower dies unrealized; fewer knew that it was me. Would you stop in the rain to find a new life?
Against my better judgment, I�m going back to sorrow. At night I know it�s not right, but in the warm day, when it gets comfortable, I�m not thinking clearly. It�s in the waking moments that I ruin everything. Nobody sins in their sleep. So I come back to her, and she welcomed me back but it wasn�t too long �til the guilt sank in. she�d smile and I�d wince. We�d lie out in the sun and talk of how we could change things (change the world) but she wasn�t just lying in the sun. she would engulf me, swallow me whole. But this was never about her, it was always about feeling empty, and blaming the world. *So we went up to the mountains, to breathe the thin air, at 14,000 feet I never felt so clear*. Her raven hair [was] clashing against the white clouds, flowing in the wind like a dove. She was *like a dream that burned into reality*, not without leaving ashes and charred corners. Leaving a flower too close to burst into flames upon sight To be clear of conscious, only to see it rush back while drifting to a dream. Take me down from here. *Standing this close to the heavens makes me regret standing so close to you.* let�s walk down so slow, from this mountain top where I should feel free, but I�m only free falling back to you.
It�s surprisingly colder at the base of this stone, the brisk air is too much, or maybe it was your eyes that were so cold. The leaves drop, dead but changed only in the end are they beautiful. They�re transformed to pass and be buried. It�s getting colder in my heart, as you seem to disappear, your fading like summer now. It doesn�t matter if you�re bitter, I�m closing off from everything. It seems that�s what you always wanted; to seal me off and keep me listening, so I know what I�ll be missing but still be hopelessly lost, to leave your door and walk away, and not worry about coming back another day. The phone is ringing and it will go on, the phone is crying, but I�m not. I�m not feeling anything. Without sorrow I don�t know what to feel. A dry throat and it seems like all I�ve got is waiting. Looking forward to more stumbling back I see it�s wrong, it�s wrong, it�s all wrong, and it shows. We will always know. Wake me up and burn me out, melt away the imperfections. There�s no use in going on when I�m stuck three days behind. Autumn is closing and so...is my� heart. We always knew something wasn�t right here, love could never be this twisted. I love you, but I�m leaving
I�m frozen to emotion, to feel or move, to sense or sooth. Wrapped up beside this fire that can�t warm my soul the frost on the window paints it white and seals me further in, so tight
Sorrow�s tears matched mine that stilled echoed in the peaks
She climbed back up while too choked up to speak
Her moist eyes would counter my icy gaze
The clouds have sealed off all of Warmth�s rays
All my heart can say is I�ve seen better days
She trembles looking back, looking to my door
I rest with emptiness to implore
She steps to the edge and closes her eyes
I step outside without knowing why
And as I look up my heart sinks to the ground
My racing heart as a solitary sound
I fall to my knees with my face in the earth
And let misery go for all that she�s worth
Despair spread her wings to rise up to the sky
The fa�ade sunk down to not but a lie
Collapsed in the dew with no one left to hide
I smile and whisper to her �goodbye�
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