Broken Thoughts… Maybe That Was a Serious Question…

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Broken Thoughts sinking in
The subject isn’t me, but who else could it be?
No one cared so everyone asked
Everyone cared so no one asked
Invisible scars hidden under the skin
Tried to provide the proof to reason
No reason to prove I tried anything
I get it because I live like this
Everyday… Contradicting my own contradictions

I’ve lived a couple of lifetimes without even trying…

Broken thoughts sinking in
The subject isn’t you, but who else is left?
No one cared so everyone knew
Everyone cared so no one knew
Invisible scars just below the surface
Tried to explain the reason to prove
No proof to reason I tried anything
I get it because I live like this
Everyday… Inflicting my infliction

Every thought has been said a hundred time over… no one bothers to listen…

Broken thoughts sinking in
Bleeding for my own amusement
Exposing the truth hidden behind my eyes
The invisible scars growing with every breath
The subject isn’t me, but what could it be?
My excuses are running me into the ground
What I feel. What this is.
Life… Death… Everything else…

How is it that nothing ever seems to be within my reach…

Tired of explaining the proof has a reason
No reason to explain I’m tired of everything
I get it because I’ve been like this
Every second of every minute of everyday
Broken thoughts… finding their resting place
On the page… under the skin… in my head…

Broken Thoughts


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