+Goodbye+Hyvästi+Goodbye+5 years ago in Scraps
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Eron hetki on se aika päivästä,
jolloin huomisen aurinko on kuivannut eilisen sateen pois,
jättämättä jälkiä kauniille kasvoillesi,
jotka puristuvat valkeaan valheeseen
sanoen hiljaa Näkemiin.
Vielä viimeinen kädenpuristus,
katoavat sormesi minun sormieni lomassa,
päätie vastakkaisiin suuntiin haarautuen,
kaukaisuuteen nimeltä Ei koskaan kadoten.
Siis hyvästi jää,
lapsuus ja eilinen pelkäänpä että sinäkin.
The moment of separation is that time of a day
when tomorrow's sun has swept yesterday's rain out
without leaving marks on your beautiful face,
on your comforting lips,
that tighten into a white lie
while speaking silently "Bye bye."
Just the last hand shake,
your soon-to-be-gone fingers next to mines,
the highway of ours cutting into two,
vanishing into the distant named <
SickeningFeeding off of what others say of me,Sickening4 years ago in Scraps
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Feasting off of the compliments
And pushing aside the critiques and flames,
Building up my tower of Ego.
Many have said and continue to say
That I am sweet, loving, nice, and caring.
And to them all I can do is say nay,
For deep within I am rotten and disgusting.
Little do they know how I truly feel about myself,
Little do they know that I feed off their kind words,
Little do they know that I am starving for good towards me
And seem to hardly take notice of them afterwards.
Guilty. Disgusting. Putrid. Disloyal. Horrid. Cretin.
How dare I say I'm a woman of God.
This disgrace laid thick with rot and slime
Deep down within my innerds in place of my heart.
The nerve of me saying I'm a friend when really
I truly feel a foe, the most horrible foe,
The one people trust and come to
And secretely, ever so discretely, stab their backs.
Why...? Why do people utter such kind words to me?
I don't deserve them. I really don't.
This betrayal sickens me, sickens