Finn

(Hiya - I've written lyrics for a song for my book. Hope you enjoy them? By littleredsdream)

Breathe in

Will our love lost through death be resurrected
Will its' death be our new beginning
Will our hearts found from loss be infected,
and from death come a love unsuspected.

I stumble.....I fall.....I feel.....I ache.....and that's when I know this is real.
I stumble.....I fall.....I feel.....I ache.....and that's when I know I can't breathe.

Let me breathe in the air you're not breathing
Let our heart beat to beats never spoken
Let our music sing to rhythms of healing,
and our loves lost overtime have real meaning.

When our stars are align from broken parts
When our damaged pasts shatter in consequence
When darkness falls red that tears us apart,
and flames ignite skies to mend our torn hearts.

I stumble.....I fall.....I feel.....I ache.....and that's when I know this is real.
I stumble.....I fall.....I feel.....I ache.....and that's when I know I can't breathe.

Let me breathe in the air you're not breathing
Let our heart beat to beats never spoken
Let our music sing to rhythms of healing,
and our loves lost overtime have real meaning.

Let me breathe in the air you're not breathing
Let me breathe in the air you're not breathing
Let me breathe in the air you're not breathing,

........ and our loves lost overtime have real meaning.

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Waking up on the cold hard cement steps leading to your front door was a regular occurrence for me these days. I can't remember what time I'd arrived home or even if I'd gone home last night. I can't remember where I'd been most nights this week, most weeks this month, or has it been months by now .... I've given up counting.

"She'll never forgive you in this state," he says, helping me to my feet. "Man, you may be able to write some crazy ass lyrics on heartache and pain but unless you sober up, be a man that she can love and sing to her like you mean it, she'll never forgive you Finn."

Heartache and pain he said right?

All I feel is pain. Pain will get me through the next couple of months. Pain will mask me from acknowledging my mistakes. Constant mistakes of making the wrong choices. So why did my choices seem so stupid now?

My life seems so surreal. Such a blur of fame, music and love .... lost love .... a love that I'd only seen written by broken-hearted poets .... a love that I'm sure has created some of the greatest song lyrics .... This is the love I have now experienced. This is the love I now know exists and this love .... our love, was .... more than music .... and potentially will haunt me until my dying days.

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Brianna

"Stop. Please I beg you, stop," I'm screaming and no one seems to hear me. "Please just stop, I'm begging you please .... I'll do anything you want .... I promise." How had his anger turned so violent and when will the pain that now pulses through my entire body subside?

I feel cold, incredibly cold, like the blood is being drained from my body and now I only hear silence, a deafening silence, like being submerged deep in the ocean.

Will I now have the peace I'm so desperately craving? Will my heart and mind finally, be infinitely stilled?

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He'd come here every day since the accident and I hadn't acknowledged his presence. I'd listened to his music and felt his pain but I wasn't ready to speak to him yet. I wasn't ready for his endless amount of questions and I definitely wasn't ready to give him the answers I knew he needed to hear. In time he would forgive me. I'd explain why I'd left and he'd realise that I too had made sacrifices. Sacrifices that came with costs. I knew one day he'd forgive me and eventually love me again. I also knew that one day he'd realise I was worth, a lot .... more than music.

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