Sat, Apr. 6
... Dread the day when dreaming ends
Sometimes, I feel guilty feeling happy. I feel like I should still feel depressed and down all the time, like I'm not allowed to be happy, but I'm feeling so much better than I was just a few weeks ago. So much more alive.
I'm ready to live again. I want to be alive, more than just waking up and breathing my way through the day. I'm ready for life to be just that: life. For it to be more than just something to get through the day. It's time to move on. It's time, I think.
I follow the night
can't stand the light
when will I begin to live again
one day I'll fly away
leave all this to yesterday
what more could your love do for me
when will love be through with me
why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends
one day I'll fly away
leave all this to yesterday
why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends
one day I'll fly away,
fly fly away
Moulin Rouge
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abyss
posted at 12:22 a.m.