Through Struggle-
only through struggle have i found rest-
with a piece of me taken away-
i begin to understand-
hollow out this machine like chest-
with its gears that turn to make me feel-
and assembled thoughts that fade away--only through struggle have i found rest-
only through struggle have i found rest--remove from me-
this deception that i called love--with its gears that turn to make me feel-
and assembled thoughts that fade away--remove from me-
this deception that i called love--only through struggle have i found rest
with a piece of me taken away--
i begin to understand-
i begin to understand-
i begin to understand--
it's been a long night waiting to sleep the day
away and it's been a long time coming along with
me every step of the way oh confinement binds
you and nothing scares me nothing thrills me i've
fooled myself into believing that nothing ails me
nothing kills me and stagnant time is a breeding
ground for regrets and wrongdoings and resolutions
take their time that's if they come at
all always seeking redemption through the echoes
i've listened and still came up missing these
wounds will heal and nothing can stop me now
Five words, five words is all it would take.-
Five words to change your heart and mind.-
In the heat of the sun I know you’re the only one.-
You still cant’ hold yourself together.-
Alone… Alone… All alone you have this conversation to satisfy your most intimate inner thoughts.-
Then you bite your lip when it matters most.-
A shade of red in sight.-
Can you taste the blood?-
Taste it on your lips.-
Rip the seam.-
Then I’ll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
In your silence we are louder.-
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
Your growing imagination preparing you for what your heart requires to say.-
Then you bit your lip when it matters most.
A shade of red in sight.-
Can you taste the blood? Taste it on your lips.
Rip the seam.-
Then I’ll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
In your silence we are louder.-
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
Five words, repeating over in your head.-
That’s all you ever have to do.-
Five words.-
Is it really that hard to say, "you’re worth more than this."-
Rip the seam.-
Then I’ll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
In you silence we are louder.-
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth.-
Pain through silence-
Reaping the remains, of my heart--
Memories in my mind-
Slamming me back, to the start --
Fire in my eyes-
Burning desires in the core--
Demons in my soul-
Ending the pain, that is this war--You put our love, to the test-
I truly thought we'd make it threw-
Pain and sorrow grew in me-
it never seemed to get to you.
Isshinryu Karateka
Kyoukan
Ni Kyu(2nd Brown Belt)
Ok So, This is Me... Anthony Gerace.
I hang out with my buddies, Frank, Costa, Jared, Ray, Doug, etc. I go to Montclair State University.
I absolutely love to edit and film. Love it, and am thinking, at the moment of switching to FILM major.
Love to film with my buddies- We have a production company, LLAMA HOOF PRODUCTIONS, and if you want to see some of our work you can visit http://www.myspace.com/thevideo and http://www.BewareTheVideo.com . I Love to just relax at home with family and friends. I enjoy simple things such as leaning on my car with a surrounded by a group of friends talking and bullshitting.
I am a brown belt in Isshinryu karate, I started when I was a sophomore in High school, and have been going on and off due to college. I am working on getting my black belt.
Pretty simply, I drive my car, I hang out with friends, I love my family and being with them as well, I have been to Italy and LOVED it, I am 100% ITALIAN. I want to move there one day, or at least go back for a while with Molly and friends.
I live in Bayonne, it's boring, but I can see myself here for a long time. I play video games just as any other guy would. I like competing on online games. By the way, yes I do realize it seems as if a 4th grader wrote this but to be honest, I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK, it's myspace.
