Peace

trickling down my face .

are they tears or are they rain ?

my hair wet ,

eyes dry ,

ears numb ,

neck cold ,

nose runny ,

throat sore ,

yet ,

it was so calming .

a calm cold .

warmth from the sun ?

i hate it .

it burns .

and everyone is awake .

when everyone is asleep ,

only then my world awakes .

nobody could see if I cried .

but it’s not like anyone cared anyways .

far from everyone else ,

being close to you ,

peace it did not give ,

only anxiety ,

pain .

waterfalls ,

with me ,

will you come ?

under the stars ,

we can sit ,

the sounds of falling water ,

brings my soul real peace .

flashing before the eyes ,

our life goes ,

on replay ,

every . single . moment .

if you were to jump into the waterfall ,

would you regret it all ?

drawing .

it used to give me peace .

I could decide what I wanted to draw .

a chore it became .

still is .

they took my paper and tore it in front of my face .

singing .

it used to give me peace .

I could sing as I pleased .

scream when I pleased .

then stripped it was .

my voicebox from throat .

what else was there ?

music .

I loved playing music .

it used to give me peace .

until it became a burden ,

it became my chain .

it became a chore .

my fingers , tied they are .

their nails , i've bitten off .

somehow ,

whatever I found peaceful ,

is only a chore to me now .

How nice .

When did that happen ?

all i remember now is hate

if only i could build a universe right here .

all the world could disappear

wouldn’t notice, wouldn’t care

if I could build a universe right here

the world could disappear

Yeah ,

i just need you there .

nobody would see us .

nobody would hear us .

we could dance around like fireflies in the night .

lighting the path up as we went .

dying with a spark .

what to do ,

what should be done ,

we can decide ,

all for ourselves .

how nice would that be ?

why won't you come with me ?

i should have taken the offer when you said it

now that i'm here living without you

i realise what you meant

then again we were just kids

to think this came out of your mouth back then

mmm

how nice would it be for us to be kids again

now i've grown

whilst you've stayed the same

sorry to say this , but life's just a game .