Casile Naomi

everyone i tried to connect with today was just simply too busy. that's life though, i know. just sucks when it all happens at the same day. i am weird like that. sometimes i crave connection, i need connection. and then i get needy, and emotional. no one's fault. everyone has shit to do and has their own life and own schedule. just miss people. miss hearing from people. it's no fun feeling like if i stopped communicating, then i would never hear from them. but i'll never know, cause i suck at not communicating.. my heart is a little sad. and i get sorry when it gets sad. funny how that's my automatic response. to apologize for how i'm feeling. night night.

For what’s on the line    I need a bit more time   Thinkin on and on                            About all the things we’d done  The time is coming Don’t feel like running Feel it gaining ground I used to the fear the sound Every time it’d come around The blows repeated I’m undefeated I’ll take this one face on My hearts wounded but ain’t gone Eventually, it will fear me Eventually, it will fear me The clouds are clearin You can almost hear it The sun put down its sword The power cut the cord Eventually, it will fear me Eventually, it will fear me Always fought for perfect Funny, it's not worth it We've got what is takes To make a few mistakes I'd like to think we've earned it

they wanted me to stay there just stay there they'd already dug my grave our hands covered in their lies we piled on the dirt though i was begging- dying to be saved convinced i wasnt convinced coming up for air- a plain of dirt endless holes hunched bodies standing there they wouldn't look me in the eyes i learned to look down they covered me in a heavy things they made them watch, as I slouched i made it back to the warmth he was relieved, but upset that I was hurt i shared the tale about you the boy who almost buried me in dirt he was the one I waited for the hope I'd always held the one who brought me back to life the reason the dirt never settled we went back to the plain my history with dug holes we planted a seed in each one to replace the life they stole