Anna Montgomery

I can't help but remember
All the times we were together
Now you're gone
A phantom
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They used to walk together
Now they walk alone
their paths twisted and torn
The best year of her life
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I'm fine
Right?
I'm gonna be fine
Even if right now I'm not
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All my life I've been so lonely
always walking on my own
fading from reality
I've become a ghost
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On the peaks of the dawning day
I open my eyes
I will no longer cry
For I have survived
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The horizon was gray, a cold play
Only ice and breeze
cold in my chest
Dawn was colorless
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Love has another end
The ravens come to caw again
To laugh at the girl
Who thought she could love again
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It's a war I fight
Maybe all alone
Maybe nobody knows
how I feel
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The sea is hungry
The waves are crashing
The storm is pounding
Beating the earth's heart
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There are so many things wrong
Grief is killing me
It runs so deep
I cut
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I'm trying to think
Trying to breathe
cry myself to sleep
cause how could you be so gone?
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Together
Walk with me
I'll walk with you
Hand in hand
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I'm walking through a slimy foggy world and I can't find any way out. That simple light of my world has flashed off and away. Little interest, slimy sorrow, all the things that were once fun they are long over and done. No ease to the brain and sorrow it pours over us dragging us down, down, down into a slimy cold graying river of sorrow suppose we are built with stone our minds tortured and grim, hauntings of past or future drag us down to ways of little or no return things feel wrong to feel Ahh judgments are in the air but we still get pulled and dragged way, way down a slimy cold river of sorrow turning us to stone never fear the end isn't near we may be tortured but there's a desire to live and breathe Ahh yes we are the broken never a dull moment I suppose to the other eye they see fine perhaps even pretty? But they see no further than to skin while deep down in our bones and our detached souls we are the broken our commands of light never answer the broken shadow of us we may haunt others the strong the ones that have broken us and torn us from good screams of our voices broken by dawn the slime of our sorrow moved to yours sure we have differences but our shared river of loneliness, sorrow, destroyed love, our world is different why can't you see? Perhaps you pretend to seam the hurt the pain but you really can't wrap it around your brain perhaps the untouched wonder or ask how can one be like that? It must be a tale A faking of such! But truly we walk around in haze these days only lighted by friends but guarded with stone and perhaps sorrow Indeed you may ask but truly our days of our heads held proud It's no longer around we hang our heads in defeat showing that truly as we walk perhaps drown in the slimy river that we know as sorrow we must be built of stone the river of sorrow it clearly seems our feet are sinking perhaps there's a door somewhere upon this foggy mist perhaps we'll escape someday...
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Sometimes I don't know what's going on
My mind is spinning
Things are so frightening
I don't know what's wrong
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I know it is dark
But i can't breathe
I know there's light
But I can't see it
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My heart is crying
My head is pounding
Depression, anxiety
I hate it all
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