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the song i just posted...lol.]here's a song i wrote. it's a bit depressing, but i like to sing it while i play the guitar as loudly as i can. critique it if you want to.am i the first person to join?I’ll Always Have These MemoriesLeah Helen [last name omitted]. March 14th, 2004Sometimes I try to hide from my memories,Stuff them in a box in the closetAnd crawl down under my bed. Running a race where I'm going nowhere,Running away from the thoughts in my head.Chorus:Memories come calling to find me every nightBuzzing through my brain like a horde of angry bees.I try to cover up my heart but they still rip off a bite.I will always always always have these memories.Killing me so quietly, drowning me in my own thoughts.I pack all of my fears away but still they hurt me lots and lots.Always running, never sleeping, never knowing what to do.Always doubting, always crying, wondering if my thoughts are true.(Repeat Chorus)Simple silence is inviting, conversations scare me moreWhen I just wish with all my heart to be just like I was before.You claim that thinking cannot kill; I don't believe a bit of it.Apologies are powerless, I really couldn't give a shit.(Repeat Chorus)And still you say you understand the nightmares that have captured me.I could describe the horror but I know that still you wouldn't see.My brain is in a whirlwind with the bottom flying to the top.There's nothing I wouldn't give just for this awful hell to stop.(Repeat Chorus)But the memories follow everywhere as I climb this ladder high.I stop on every rung, and I always ask the question, "why?"Thinking feels so poisonous, the snake that bit could never knowAll the pain that it can bring to ignore when I say "no."(Repeat Chorus)Memories come chasing me, so vivid, so hard to ignore.Why oh why can't my life be as simple as it was before?I try to just convince myself, it didn't happen, not to me.A little part inside myself is crying out, this couldn't be.(Repeat Chorus)I'll chase myself in circles 'til I just come to accept this pain.I wonder, can the flowers grow with little sun and only rain?I toss and turn and overthink and never do I really sleepBut there's so many questions with the answers buried far to deep. (Repeat Chorus)In and out and round about and just to hide what I am hiding.No safety bar to catch me on the ferris wheel that I am riding.It's time to climb a wall that stands all cold and stone and foreboding.I dance in circles on the ground and always my head is exploding.(Repeat Chorus)Sometimes I try to hide from my memories, Stuff them in a box in the closetAnd crawl down under my bed.Running a race where I'm going nowhere.Running away from the thoughts in my head. |