Currently addicted to #3

Save you from yourself.

I could hardly admit this as an addiction. But when it’s on your playlist replayed 24/7 back to back, maybe it is. It’s not just the melody, but the message.

I can’t seem to figure what this song is about at first. Not until 0:43

And you should probably stick longer too.

Strangely I feel related.

My eyes were moist with tears to even imagine if he’s gonna cut himself.

Don’t please.

Don’t cut.

Whatever it is hold on stronger please.

Nobody can feel the empathy of an individual who’s at the edge of suicide.

Whatever they’re thinking.

The helplessness.

Unless you’ve been there.

Or done that.

This is cliché but…

No one’s able to save you from yourself but you.

So keep going.

Stay alive and stay strong.

The other side

You're like the other side of me.

The part of me no one else ever knew about.

You're the part of me no one ever knew existed.

You're the mysterious part of me.

I even wonder if I'm myself when I'm with you.

Or it's merely just an escape from the other world I'm living.

I wonder if I'm ready to merge the two worlds or just live in either.

I'm not sure if I will ever choose to ditch the world I'm currenty in just to be with you.

I can't even tell if you're for real.

But fair enough to know that you're not a part of fantasy.

I don't really know where do I belong.

Here with everybody else.

Or there with you.

Or do I?

Crawling

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming
Confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling

I can't seem to find myself again
My walls are closing in
Without a sense of confidence
I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take
I've felt this way before
So insecure

Discomfort
Endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting
Reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again

My walls are closing in
Without a sense of confidence
I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take
I've felt this way before
So insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

-Crawling, Linkin Park-