RUN TO THE OCEAN



Run, run far, the ocean is peaceful.
Run no-one will care.
These tears I cry, can you see them?
The voice whispers to and tells me to Run.
The ocean, would be more peaceful.

No One could judge me, 
Hate me, not even to miss me.
I would not do no wrong.
Fear, would be no more.
The ocean, would be so peaceful.

Pleasing the wrong one, 
Why, Do I do this?
I just want happiness for everyone around.
Not all think like I.
The ocean, would be so peaceful.

In my head, my own world.
These tears flow but you don't see to catch them.
Why? 

Do they not love me enough?
I love them all, more than they could imagine.
Run, run far the voice in my head keeps
Whispering.
The ocean, it is so peaceful.

How do I get there, 
They follow nagging me.
Words that flow from their mouth cuts
Deeper than a sword.
These scars reopening, 
 never healing. 
The ocean, oh it seems so peaceful.

These wounds, I just patched up.
Why can they not leave me be.
The voice is louder, screaming
Run, Run
You know where it is peaceful.

But yet you stay and allow this torment.
You must like it, 
It has became your norm.
The ocean it was so peaceful.
Refuse you did.

The voice is even screaming at me.
I could not even please it.
Like the others I could not please.
So these tears flow more like a water fall
No one still sees, no one there to catch them.

Catching my breathe trying to breathe.
Patching these reopen wounds hiding them from the next disapproval that comes my way.
Happiness, I try to give to you to them to I.
Myself. Wishing I would of listened 
Wishing I would of Ran, to the ocean where it was so peaceful.

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