Falling

Sat, 11/29/2014 - 19:42 -- ESegura

I find myself running again,

From all those memories,

It's not something, which can easily be abstained,

I've searched and searched there's no more remedies,

Must escape the cold, 

running hoping I can disappear into the sun,

my story that I will maintain untold,

something that holds me back I can't outrun

Believing it's the end, but these open scars wont mend

trying to figure out a way

wearing a mask that consumes all the pain from her soul

assuming it's all under control

But I’m still....I’m Falling

Trying to picture it vividly

before memories start fading into silhouettes

convincing myself it's okay

lies I had to say to ease the day

Believing it's the end, but these open scars wont mend,

trying to figure out a way

wearing a mask that consumes all the pain from her soul

assuming it's all under control

But I’m still....I’m Falling

 

but I'm still....I’m Falling 

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