[DivineBled]

These are the lyrics to a new song in which I am writing.


Love is a lie, isn;t that what I tell myself?
Love doesn't exist, and I will never...find that person......someone else..
and if I keep believing that........I will never.ever love.....
Can I ever trust my emotions?
or can I ever learn to truly trust myself?

Lust is an equation to underwhleming love......
Love is an emotion overwhelming with possibilities.....
if I allowed it to be.........

telling myself that I am not worthy,
telling myself that I am not wanted....
telling myself, that he will never....come back to claim a love he's lost.....

telling myself that I am unworthy
telling myself that I am unloved...
telling myself that nothing really.....

good will ever come of it. Nothing good will come of accepting it.....

Isn't this such a wasteful timeless sin? What beauty in a self-loathing sin.......


Looking at the mistakes in the past that were made,
discovering where the loathing came from,
wanting to bury myself deep in the mindset of being alone......
being true to the fact that they're not worthy,
of anything I ever gave them,
my heart and my soul,
Just guess I got tired and old of
all the stupid shit that they do.........especially when it came to defending you.

Lust is an equation to the unsatisfied love.......
Love is constantly being pushed down.......
Love is a feeling I want to experience........
only if I allow myself to be open....

telling myself that I am not worthy,
telling myself that I am not wanted....
telling myself, that he will never....come back to claim a love he's lost.....

telling myself that I am unworthy
telling myself that I am unloved...
telling myself that nothing really.....

good will ever come of it. Nothing good will come of accepting it.....

Isn't this such a wasteful timeless sin? What beauty in a self-loathing sin.......

Where lies the sin in believing a protective lie?

The lies in which I tell myself protect me from the manipulators and all the differiental haters...
the trash that I tend to attract are people whose wrappings seemed otherwise.
and what they were deemed diminished with time....
where is he now to love me?
where is he now to hold me?
Where are you [Oyk] I need you.....

Lust is an equation to the unsatisfied love.......
Love is constantly being pushed down.......
Love is a feeling I want to experience........
only if I allow myself to be open....

telling myself that I am not worthy,
telling myself that I am not wanted....
telling myself, that he will never....come back to claim a love he's lost.....

telling myself that I am unworthy
telling myself that I am unloved...
telling myself that nothing really.....



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