Tag: irrational
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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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Corruption and It Grows…
Would Like to Say Smell of ashes in the airWorlds on fireNo one, not me, not you, no one at allCaresHow long has this been coming?How long have we been waiting?Revolution not measured in inchesBut milesDecades fall to the waysideTime lost while others survivedBlink and you’d miss itYoung, the youth…
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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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Something Different…
Broken Soul Even when we try to let it goIt goes nowhere, but straight to the heartWearing myself thin, dead skin maskStretched so tight, who am I supposed to beIf I can’t be youEnvision myself to be betterLies I tell myself to get byBroken boned and everything I despiseTwo more days and…
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Because Everything Can’t Be So Serious… Or Can It?…
Might be leaving here with very little battery lifeBut I don’t careAll in my head if you ask meNot truly dead until five percentAnd even thenBringing all the hurt one could ever needA sinkhole made of shit, more like quicksandBut who’s asking meNo one ever did so maybe that’s why…
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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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Something Different…
With Me I can see every last thought you’d ever thinkI live in your dreams though you call them nightmaresMy thoughts are with you day and nightMy blood moves you as though if to fightTomorrow a new day dawnsYet another day for you and ITeetering on the edgeHow much control…
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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…
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Something Different…
Before In death we find peaceBut what about the restWhat about here and nowTranquility in sinBlood for passionPassion for bloodDrinking until you don’t rememberForgetting all the times beforeDo it once moreOver and over a repeatingKaleidoscope of bullshitHeard it all beforeExcuses becoming uselessYet I still have moreMy condition is humanBut why…
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Broken Thoughts…
Beaten up and broken bonedI’ve become the whore that none of us knowsHow many times does it take until it hurtsLeaving is a luxury we don’t all haveIn the end, we all leave somehowBreaking the silence of your crimesA sign of the times, here and nowDestroyed, life still must go…
Chewing On Glass... 