Miserable Lit Lyrics Novels & Stories

Not even Jaxon with one of his crude memes or voice notes saying “I miss that mouth.” Maybe they’ve moved on. Maybe I was just a tool. Maybe I left too soon. Maybe I stayed too long. I press play on my music. The playlist I made when I first escaped the cabin. Every song sounds wrong now. Except one. “I Miss the Misery” – Halestorm. I close my eyes. Let it bleed into my ears like a confession. Because God, I do. I miss the misery. I miss the pain that meant I was still tethered to them. I miss being somebody’s anything, even if it meant I belonged to the wrong people.

I wanna come back home badly. I am crying, yet there are no tears that I could feel. I just feel awful about myself. Do I even have insides? My intestines? My other organs? Think none. But I do feel sad and miserably desperate. I need a way out of this nothingness, yet darkness is all I could see, touch, and find. Can somebody turn on the freaking light?

I have to write new songs for an album too. I sigh. "I need words. I need words." I muttered to myself as I massage my temples. I stare at my empty glass and I think of Miranda again. I think of the words she just said to herself a while ago. I think of her confession that shattered my entire world into pieces. I take a pause as I begin to write down some words that suddenly fills my head. You say you’re a mess You said that you’re broke All that I see are crystal tears Shining through these empty fears

I wasn't good at singing, but I hope he'd appreciate this. I coughed a little before placing my mouth near the speaker of my phone to sing. Cause Jersey just got colder and I'll have you know I'm scared to death That everything that you had said to me was just A lie until you left Now I'm hoping just a little bit stronger Hold me up just a little bit longer I'll be fine, I swear I'm just gone beyond repair I sent it to his messenger. Sadly, I got no reply. You gotta be kidding me. For how long are we gonna stay like this?

Everybody loses it Everybody wants to throw it all away sometimes Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together Keep your head up nothing lasts forever Here's to the damned, to the lost and forgotten It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh We are all misfits living in a world on fire Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh You've just got to turn it up loud when the flames get higher Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh We're all misfits living in a world on fire Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like

Russ says sitting across from me. I smile. “It’s funny,” I said softly, almost to myself. “The lyrics are sad, but the music… I want no I need it to make people feel like they’re dancing anyway. Like heartbreak and grief doesn’t have to weigh you down.” He nods leaning forward his elbows on the table. “That’s what people need. Seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. Light over darkness. Trust me people will feel it...” Russ says softly with a distant look in his eyes.

{~~Avery Sterling~~} I stood before the mirror, my reflection distorted by tears that streamed relentlessly down my cheeks. The sight of my own despair only intensified the ache within me. Each tear was a testament to my overwhelming sense of inadequacy, a reminder of a familiar pain that seemed to echo through the corridors of my past. Fuck, nobody likes an ugly crier. But have I ever been beautiful at anything? "Worthless," I whispered to my reflection, my voice trembling with raw emotion. "So fucking worthless."

Please make your choice. The prompt came again. I closed my eyes and made up my mind. "I'm going home." There was nothing left here worth staying for, no one left worth saving. [Exchange complete. Passage home will now open.] As the words settled, the sky shifted. A crimson glow spread overhead as the earth began to tremble, a deep rumble rolling beneath our feet. "It's a sign from the heavens!" The crowd erupted in celebration. People cheered, pointed at the sky, and praised what they believed was a blessing.

by Linkin Park and it seemed like the Moon Goddess, or rather the DJ was mocking at the two broken souls with the song’s lyrics which were too apt to the situation. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * At present, Joy and Zane were the only ones at the bar and the latter was close to his breaking point. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

He wants to see me break and he succeeded in his plan. I hate my life! I cried myself to sleep with this throbbing pain in my chest. I just wish all this is a nightmare and it would go away when I woke up.