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So Much Stress So much stressSo Much Stress by ~dyrwen
I got it all worked out
So little rest
I got it all worked out
So much less
I got it all worked out
There's little left
and I'm feeling less
so I seem to second guess
whenever I feel happy
I stop and make a mess
fuck it all up
or wait for someone else to
because there's little left to do
when there's little left to be
when all the world's feeling
is fed up with this guy named me.
So much stress
I got it all worked out
So little rest
I got it all worked out
So much less
I got it all worked out
I'm feeling empty like a beer bottle
unbalanced and worth five cents
Got little left to work out
except for the
Wreck I keep waiting for the momentWreck by ~dyrwen
to look up from my monitor,
only to find that everything of Hers
is gone
and everything of mine
doesn't matter at all.
I'm lost in a sea of light
as the metal wraps around my torso
and the whole of the world stops
to remind me that I'm going to die
only to let me off at the last moment
upon impact as glass shatters around me
instead of into me.
There's time enough to look right
and see Her lying there unaware
in shock from the impact of the crash,
but I've been trapped in this car
for months
and I can only hope
that now that we've stopped tumbling
end over end
and hit a wall
that she'll no
Good Enough I'm sorryGood Enough by ~dyrwen
doesn't seem
good enough.
To take all you've hoped for
and dash it on the floor
before our broken marriage
and two good years
in between our five full years
seems harsh.
Harsh doesn't seem
good enough
to describe the bite
that having to end it myself
leaves on my own skin.
I keep waiting
for it all to go back
to the way it was
when I didn't question
my lack of emotion
and simply embraced
whatever feeling you had
for me.
To take myself at anything
but different
was foolish from the start,
when all I know how to do
is try to get along
as normal relationships
pass me by.
Normal seems like a strong word
bu
Atlas in Present The weight felt too lumbering,Atlas in Present by ~dyrwen
and I knew we both shared it
so I took it away
when I knew we'd both had enough
and threw our world away.
I picked the universe up
and stepped out
into a world I had kneeled upon
for so many years
without thinking to ask:
Why bear this weight at all
even if I share it still?
The burden is not yet lifted
and my shoulders still sag,
but I know the world
sitting above me
is one I chose to see.
The world I'm stuck with
is one where burdens shift
with every day and choice
and I find new worlds to carry
and pass on to those who wish it.
I am a bearer of worlds
and I walk with a hunch,
feeli
Sta.sh
