Category: Broken Thoughts
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Broken Thoughts… Best Part Of The Day…
So stupid and simpleSeems pointless to even mentionI wanted all of this, no, needed maybeThe cuts they sting and the skin itchesWho am I without the painDon’t think I will ever know Ever understandUntil the endSo simple and sadTo think that this was all there ever was Never wanted any of…
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Glass Eyes and Blood Red Tears…
My mind seems to never go awayShut the fuck up doesn’t work internallyThe silence slices like a gunPenetrating me form withinReally just isn’t that much funOne life to live as it rots awayWho knows how much longerThis will last before I know who I am “Describe The Ideal Life”….One where…
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Broken Thoughts… I’m Over It…
Breaking down the walls that surround your rulesOn how things are supposed to beNothing is supposed to be anythingHow things are, are not that way at allTime has shown us nothingTime keeps going whether right or wrongThe rules are not the rules at all Falling apart at a low speed……
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Broken Thoughts… A Passion…
Got to drink for any of this to make any senseAnything to drain my mind from feeling like thisBreaking apart or so it seemsBecoming the darkness in the shadows of my mindNot much longer and the devil will be IGiven up so much to not be themTaken in so much…
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Broken Thoughts… Chutoro Dawn…
We once said yesWe once admitted that love existsUpon a time there was a me and youSixteen counts of murderForty five different sinsHad to come down to this at some pointFlashing moments that this could lastFleeting idea that there was more to thisUpon a time, upon a burning bodyStaring into…
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Broken Thoughts… Break The Silence…
Somewhere in the darknessJust before the lightLies something so darkIt hides in plain sightWorlds live and breatheA price to payA debt so lowWhat could come from thisIf nothing at allWatch the sky as it burnsEven on the darkest nightsStill can see the bloodWho does it bleed forIf not for you…
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Broken Thoughts… Begging Me To Stay…
The skin bleeds as the knife digs deeperMy skin spreads open revealing boneThe skin peels back as I pullMy skin lies in a pile on the floorThe skin is a metaphor for something I don’t knowMy skin is missing but I am wholeWho I’ve always beenA separation between skin and…
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Broken Thoughts…
We try to recreate things from memoryFrom feeling, never the same in our headsMisquoting everything in sightSo we begin this story of deceitFrom within, from the soulNeed you to relate even if it is onlyTo prove a pointSelfishness runs deepIgnorance so much deeperDiseased and seeking some sort of careThe depression…
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Broken Thoughts
It’s been a minute… Gave up more than I’m willing to admitPushed it away like it meant nothingLied to myself and wonder why I’m so fucked upLiar, cheat, piece of shitMy anxiety starts right here with meGave away more of me then I’d like to admitGod can judge me and…
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Broken Thoughts…
Dismembered, disemboweledThere may be something I have to figure outBleeding for a while nowHow long can I liveAfter I’ve bled it all outIf the heart keeps tickingDoes the mind just shut it outI feel as if the thoughtsContradicted the actions that I’m feeling It haunts rather than drives me… Planes…
Chewing On Glass... 