When it hurts like hell and you just wanna mask all the jumbled emotions inside you.
When you just wanna run across the hay fields and scorn yourself whilst you bleed so that the pain will be a refuge.
So that the pain inside will feel normal, so that the pain will mask another pain.
When will the longing end?
When will thy seeking end?
I wanna smile again, and laugh and cheer. And prance and fly.
I want the tears to fall so that maybe I could at least let go of some bottled emotions.
1,2,3 steadfast my heart beats.
I want the the stream to flow... The tunnels to burst.
And the barriers to break...