You always claimed to notice everything about me,
And always be the one to be there.
But you were rambling on about yourself for so long,
You didnt even notice my silent falling apart.
I can't slow down...
Every time I try, I start crying.
I can't slow down.
If I stand still.
It builds and swells behind me.
I have to outrun it.
It wants to engulf me.
It wants to swallow me.
I can't breath.
I can't slow down.
I can't slow down.
She's the Devils child,
Whose chosen the Lord.
Or she's an Angel,
Falling to Hell.
Sinking towards Hell,
Or crawling toward Heaven?
No one knew which,
Or no one would tell.
We Work Well Together by singmyheartout4you, literature
Literature
We Work Well Together
Your Soul is badly battered,
Beaten,
Broken.
And mines betrayed.
And we sit stranding at this impasse.
Neither of us healed enough to go forward,
But too stubborn to collapse.
So, we just kind of...stay.