I'll run away when I'm 17
My future, I've already seen
I see you and some grief
Lets grow old on the western coast
You is what I've always needed most
These times have got the best of you
CHORUS: I've grown so cold
Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love
I've lost all the feeling
This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul
Let it overtake you too
I've won all the wars that I need
And kept promises that I could keep
So this time, I have to leave
I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep
My minds on fire
I lay restless, and tired
Have you ever imagined a new life
It's your choice, you have a second time
I hope you think more then just twice
CHORUS x 2
All of this is left unreal
Written down as a failure I feel
I made my move, I went in for the kill
I'm left bloody, and wide-open
My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus
We could live life the way we want
Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt
CHORUS x 2
I'll run away when I'm 17
I'll leave you when I'm 17
CHORUS x 1
, genre: cityscape, style: Romanticism, tags: houses-and-buildings, gates-and-towers, leisure-and-sleep, Nature, Natural landscape, Sky, morning, Tree, Constantinople, completition: 1846.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/images/ivan-aivazovsky/view-of-constantinople-by-evening-light-1846.jpgtwo turned-on computer monitors
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1576750514178-8152320a4a14?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
i dont know anymore
wasn't this suppose to be home?
parents and their kids have issues
from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs
well thats my life
always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much
its not going to change
my life isn't worth much anymore
it never was actually...
i told my dad he's a fucking prick
his reaction...
he threw a glass ashtray at me
thats ok though;
being on all sorts of pills
no pain what so ever
my dad will get it back
all the stuff he's put me through
his time will come
i will not say though
it will just happen
for now
im packing up
and going home once again
but it wont change much
just wont have to put up with dad
everything else will be the same
, genre: religious painting, style: Expressionism, completition: 1993.
https://uploads2.wikiart.org/images/endre-bartos/modern-christ-1993.jpg
, genre: landscape, style: Romanticism, location: United States, gallery name: Private Collection, completition: 1917.
https://uploads1.wikiart.org/00329/images/thomas-moran/thomas-moran-conway-castle-1.jpga large yellow building with a pool in front of it
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1683665578610-9a880b8fe97a?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
blue seclusion
illuminating the midnight forest
every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals
it is all the best
looking at the cold blue moon
wondering.....
Will I die soon?
Is this the last thing of beauty I see?
And something tells me no
To keep living my life
Because....
There is another full moon
Around the corner
“Writing is hard work. A clear sentence is no accident. Very few sentences come out right the first time, or even the third time. Remember this in moments of despair. If you find that writing is hard, it’s because it is hard.”