Living is to breathing as loving is to dying.
Luck of the Irish (Folkstep)
Hate Myself.Did you know that you’re the reason my heart’s under lock and key?Hate Myself. by Invoking
Because I’m terrified of losing another part of me.
You’re the only person that I ever let inside.
I never thought you’d steal my heart then hang me out to dry.
I’m not someone you love, I’m just someone you forgot
I remember back when I was someone worth a second thought
I don’t know what to say or what I should believe
Did I push you away, or did you choose to leave?
We’re no good for each other but my heart still beats your name
We’ve not spoken in forever; I don’t know how much you’ve changed
I want to hear your laugh again, I want to feel your touch
No, I can’t help it, but I miss you so damn much
Oh my god, what have I done? I let myself come back to this.
I thought I fought it off and won, but the scars are still across my wrist
You’re name is still there, scarred deep into my flesh
The letters burn as though the cuts are bleed
Keeping You Off My Mind.There's only so much I can put myself throughKeeping You Off My Mind. by Invoking
Before I find my breaking point
I don't want to die, but if you asked me to
I can only push myself so far
Without frustration setting in
I'm so sick of these old scars
And how you crawl beneath my skin
You're in my heart, you're in my blood
You're every feeling like a flash flood
I'm not strong enough to let you go
But still too weak to make you stay
I'd sooner die than let this be
And watch you as you fade away
There's only so much I can put myself through
To keep my mind well away from you
Completely Unaware.Their hearts pound to the same rhythmCompletely Unaware. by Invoking
And when he smiles at her
She feels a bit less like a mess
And when she gazes at him
He actually likes the way
His heart beats in his chest
Day after day
They keep their words locked away
Too used to rejection or just too afraid
Her secrets never surfaced
He never faced his fears
This could've been so perfect
Instead they're drowning in their tears
It's never fair...
But they're so beautifully
Lift The Moon Into The Sky.I can't keep going through the motionsLift The Moon Into The Sky. by Invoking
I want more than to just survive
Take my hand; make me feel new emotions
Show me how to feel alive
Can we dance in the rain?
Run through a field of flowers?
Can we fight through the pain?
And stop counting the hours?
Because one more day is too late these days.
I'm not used to being myself
In fact, I don't know who that is
I'd like to find out
But I'm afraid I'm dead inside
So take my hand, help me revive
I don't understand
Show me how to feel alive
Can we laugh, can we cry, can we sing, can we fly?
Show me what it's like
I want give it a try
But first, show me
Show me how to feel alive...
Overcast.Overcast is beautifulOvercast. by Invoking
The sky, a solid slate of gray
Untouched but imperfect
With rain drizzling down all day
I love to take walks when the weather gets like this
It contains a certain calm that the sun will often miss
But even as I'm walking
Dark thoughts will give me trouble
I pause and look down at my own face
Reflected in the puddle
The contours are correct, that is my face, those are my eyes
But it's the soul behind them I don't recognize
And a tear streaks down my cheek
As a smile parts my lips
Even on a day like this
When there's no reason to hide
I still see
A complete stranger inside.
The reality conjecture. Monolithic dreamsWhen you live so long among dreams,The reality conjecture. Monolithic dreams by hypnothalamus
they start shaping your reality
When you live so long without...
reality shapes you
Writer's Tip: Show, don't tell.Show, don’t tell (SDT). It’s one of the few consistent pieces of advice that all writers have heard at one time or another. Even the most amateur of writers parrot it back, but knowing the phrase doesn’t necessarily mean that we understand it, or how to implement it.Writer's Tip: Show, don't tell. by DarlingMionette
So what does “Show, don’t tell.” really mean? SDT is the idea that instead of telling your readers what’s happening in a story, you show them. This seems like an abstract concept to most of us, but what it boils down to is this: using words to give your readers an idea without having to directly state it. There are many ways good writers do this. It can be as simple as adding a scene for when your character walks down the street to the corner market rather than saying “she went to the store.” but it can also be as complicated as weaving subtext into dialogue and editing entire character personalities to prove a point down the line. I want to look at two example