Question:
How can it be so easy to run a way from love? How can it feel like the only way to relieve this ache is to drive so far away from the boy I love? The other option - to go to him - seems, well, wrong.
How many times can I go to a boy (and not them to me) before everything I am turns to dust? Lord there is fire in my heart and it shall surely turn me into dust. I can't understand, can't begin to wrap my mind around, this internal ache.
Answer:
This too, shall pass.
It all shall pass.
You burn and burn.
You become ashes.
From this fire inside you,
You turn into ashes.
And out of the ashes
Of your heart
You are reborn
And stronger you become
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And I saw him
With crazy eyes I saw him
But it wasn't really him
It was something inside of him
that fought its way out
full of hate, anger, vengeance
I cried when he spoke to me
Not because of the mean words
Or the violent actions
But because even though
I knew it wasn't him
I saw the fear in his eyes
In his eyes I saw a boy
Whom I love
Crying desperately for help
(There was nothing I could do for him)
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