Broken Thoughts

This could  carry me into next week
The thought that maybe any of this matters
Bleeding to know that there is still life
A loneliness has bred an isolation
Chasing down an unrealistic dream
A quest to become God to a desolate planet
There is no end to an unapologetic beginning
Kill the man, the idea lives on stronger than before
Fucking useless apocalyptic dream
Too busy to hold on to every thought
Slipping away into a dark messiah complex

Who knew the answers were meaningless
An asshole with a small dick complex
It swings without hitting nothing
The words pile up onto the piles of shit
Pick the one that suits the moment at hand
Fuck, I hate every minute yet can’t turn away
A burned down cigarette pressed against your teeth
Forgot how to live, still meaningless to me
A sentiment that time couldn’t erase
Putting thoughts and feeling to the grinder
Bleeding the poison out through the skin
Over dramatic for no fucking reason at all
Spoke to you once about pain
An idea left on the back burner for too long
Chewing on glass to feel anything thing
Sedation was as much fun as it could have ever been
A raping of the mind that needs to be said
Passing it off as original and unique
Same shit that’s always begin said

A constant shift of the same idea nailed down
Who is on the cross now?
Switched him out when no one was looking
Didn’t matter as long as someone was in pain
Praying to a God that doesn’t understand
Is like asking your dog for the rent
A concept they will never understand
Not everything means the same thing to someone else
Misguided words left on the graves of the damned
Searching for something more when you are already dead
The point is, I’m just like you
The reasons had nothing to do with us
Broken before we even got here

Violent imagery plays in my head
A scene of dying and everyone ends up dead
Nightmares become reality an escape in the end
Bugs dancing to music that does not exist
Only to end up swimming in the drink resting in my hand
To pick them out would be a waste of time
Bodies made of carbon same as mine
Burnt the fuck out

 

12 thoughts on “Broken Thoughts”

  1. Knocked the breath out of my trembling hands, where I was holding it safely until I finished reading this dark abyss of prepossessing , luscious, bleeding, cryptic alleyway of your very magnetic mind.
    Also I may need to get this tattooed somewhere
    “There is no end to an unapologetic beginning.”
    Maybe I’ll just write it down and pop it in my handbag
    🖤

    Liked by 3 people

  2. Layney, you blow me away with every post, my dear. I know when I click your link I’m in for a ride… just have to strap myself in and hold on to something… no hands out side the vehicle. I love it.
    I loved this… “Praying to a God that doesn’t understand
    Is like asking your dog for the rent”
    Kisses, Layney Bear xxx

    Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s