Guilt

Believe me if I could I would grab a fist full of my heart and tear the convoluted mass of flesh from my chest.

Him

Being in your arms felt safe.
A flash of warmth flitted across my cheek

My heart felt your touch before my skin.
So quickly had all negativity diminished

And I was left, solely with your
Love in every pore of me

We Call This "Passion"

No matter how bright the fire burns,

It will only ever conclude in ashes.

Why are we, here, talking to each other again.

Inhale the remedies,
Exhale the memories.

This performance

I don't like her live
but this makes me want to cry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-dW7z0QBNg

Well...

The moment when it all makes sense is the climax of the chaos, the eye of the storm. It's the calm before the tempest, when silence speaks and hearts sing and gazes embrace. When silence chokes consciousness like a theif in the calmest of nights and when urgency puts you on the edge of your sanity. A quivering lip can shatter your confidence and a lump in the throat is a silent killer because it's he who holds power over you like a grain in a sandstorm. Thrust right one day and left the next, jostled between happiness and heartbreak and all you can really do is pray that he forces you towards utopia rather than the hellish horrors on the other side. It's that gruesome side of love when you realize that you are no longer in control of yourself and he holds all the power he wishes because with one single word your world can shatter to dust and happiness evaporates like a bone in the scorching sun.

It's terrifying really.

Cocorosie

This song speaks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8miEeuAch4