Entries for September, 2009

September 5th, 2009

The Time Traveler's Wife

Broken
Lifehouse

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain (in the pain), is there healing
In your name (in your name) I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you would throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be OK

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain(In the pain) there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you

yahn @ 10:34 PM [3 comment/s]

September 12th, 2009

Saturday the 12th

Here, There, Everywhere
The Beatles

To lead a better life I need my love to be here...

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I will be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere

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How much bad news can a person handle in a day?

yahn @ 11:41 PM [Add comment/s]

September 19th, 2009

Does It Hurt?

Does it hurt? No.
It's just screaming out loud in my head that it sucks.

Does it hurt? No.
It's just weighing my chest down so heavily.

Does it hurt? No.
It's just pinching me deeply in my heart.

Does it hurt? No.
It's just crushing my emotions to death.

Why is it that I feel such intense emotion
yet I cannot honestly express it?

Why is it that I cannot handle this immense pain
feeling I could almost die at this instant?

Why is it that am I so willing to be your friend
when I know deep down I want it to be more than that?

And why is it that you had to come into my life
dragging myself away from myself?

For the last time: does it hurt... at all?
Like what Izzie said: so much.

yahn @ 02:04 PM | Ice-peek!, Book Of The Yahn [Add comment/s]