Tag: BrokenThoughts

  • There’s No Way Of Knowing…

    Slowly fading back in timeLost to no availWondering if this is nowOr five minutes agoWhen I thought I couldn’t failThe world is made out of spider websAnd chicken bones folded into a vailSurely you know that this can’t be trueEven if we all know it could beSweat dripping off a…

  • The Break Has Been Nice… Even If Nothings Changed…

    There’s a time where things just don’t feel relevantBeen there one too many times looking backLying naked on the floor hanging outside a car doorTime and place as I said don’t matter as reality begins to slipDusting off the surface that has grown upon the skinI don’t think this is…

  • Light and Sound Can’t Separate… Part 2…

    It never was all the hard before it was softTen more minutes and the vomit becomes a pillowSlow suicide is what we are all really afterOnce said happiness is a six foot ditchI’ve never been wrong about things that don’t matterHard to believe… but it’s true if you trust me…

  • Light and Sound Can’t Separate… Part 1…

    The empty space growing within my brainWith the strength of a thousand sunsI couldn’t overcome this thing I’ve becomeTook peace for all it was worthThe internal struggle has gone on too longEmbracing face to face… neither had anything to sayBroken beyond repair the connections remain frayedSpoken like a victim and…

  • So Removed… Time and Space…

    It wasn’t like anyone was paying attentionBefore… before all of thisCould have been something moreThe screams at least then made senseBefore all of this moaning and whining Brought me to this floor of despairI wanted so much more than thisAll I wanted was everything to come to mePossessed by an…

  • I Don’t Mind Sharing My Faults…

    Not sure if you knowBut I thought I should sayNone of this is advice on howTo handle depression or lifeA silent nervousness I knowWords can be misguidingEven in the most righteous contextNot sure if you knowBut I thought I should sayDon’t follow me downBut please don’t go away I try…

  • I’ll Be Where Everything Ends Up…

    The signs don’t make any sense to the situationDo not enter… Only dead left inside…Can’t seem to erase the tattoos on my skinThe words you’ve decided to leave thereThey itch… They burn… They hurt… They don’t quit…They are all I have left to rememberWhat it is you have done to…

  • Will I Leave This World Unknown…

    We aren’t given too many chances at thisOne and we’re done… I guess… what I’m toldPay for the larger package and receive a discountLoyalty programs always pay out triple foldSave so much more on your next purchaseAnother chance… that isn’t there… from what I’m toldWe aren’t given too many chances…

  • Listening to Crickets In The Pale Moonlight…

    There is a noise inside my headI don’t know how to get it outI don’t know maybe when I’m deadGive it some more time I think it saysThen again maybe I just can’t tell the differenceBetween the noise in my head and what’s been saidI don’t know maybe like I…

  • Just A Skin and Bone Skeleton…

    Waiting around is making it that much worseIt isn’t a race, but then what really isn’tGetting closer to the end feel like the only wayThough I’m pretty sure I’m on the wrong trackWhen it comes to things like thisThe Lord will let us know… with a shrugUntil then best of…