Tag: poem
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Broken Thoughts… I Want To See The Sun…
Nothing can end the way it beganNothing can begin the way that it endsEndless servitude to an invisible handA life built on fate that doesn’t existQuiet voices guiding my way through destinyConflicting ideals running through my headIf it is than it isn’tIf it isn’t then it must beSo above as…
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Broken Thoughts… With Beds Under Bridges…
No one will ever find the bodies… I hopeI made sure of it this time… I believeAll you really need to know to move onIs that I’m no longer hunger… satisfied at bestNot like before or maybe ever againAnd it wasn’t three it was only the twoImportant information when they…
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Broken Thoughts… That’s Okay…
Silently speaking in volumesI can no longer standScream if you mustBut the words don’t matterLike before… like now…Dead feelings always thereLike before… like now…The feeling won’t go awaySilently speaking in promisesI no longer want to hearHit me if you mustBut the pain doesn’t matterNot like before… not like now…Dead feelings…
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Broken Thoughts… In All Our Suffering…
A thousand tiny cutsWhat it took to liveIn these shoesShaking in my skinFear always seemed to beAll there ever wasIn a place like thisA place that doesn’t careTrapped inside your own mindScreaming to make it go awayScream louder it’s all the sameWanted so much moreWanted anything else and nowI want…
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Broken Thoughts… Deader Than Dead…
Looking for something deeperSomething that just isn’t thereWorking hard at nothing at allDreaming a little dreamThat just does not existGave in when I should have given upCouldn’t tell the differenceWith my head so far up my own assDrank away my thoughts to prove a pointSlept away the times I could…
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Broken Thoughts… Came Undone…
Broken… and letting go…The words come but I don’t knowBreaking like glass all around meShattered… and left behind…Kneeling down about the thoughtsWish there was more to sayOn the subject… and the pain…But I know it would only get in the wayWouldn’t even know what it meansThe glass digging into the…
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Broken Thought… Shut up and Play Dead…
Dead inside… only way it wasGave up and forgot how to have funLooking for something more in the nothingArms out and blood on the floorWrote myself something more than thisEnvisioned more then just gave inLooking for something more in this nothingArms out and lonely on this floorForgot what it is…
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Broken Thoughts… A History Of Drowning…
Wrote myself a better endingThen the one that I am livingStill end up dead in the endThere is no before… not at the endWrote myself a better lifeThen the one I’ve been livingEasier to exist only inside your headThere is no before… not at the beginningWrote myself something better than…
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Broken Thoughts… Never Say Ever…
Giving into what you have to giveTaking back what has already been takenThe blood drips from your mouth The taste so rotten it begins to sink inAnd I know that this can only be the beginningWhat is life without the resistance of assistanceSuccumbing to what it is you have to…
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I Don’t Want to Go to Sleep… If This All I Have To Say…
Taking the Wrong Stairs Down The hurt feels like it will never endChain smoking the pain from my headGot it wrong, but then isn’t it always in the endChained myself to a dead weightNow I’m sinkingThinking what is that I really needAir? The hurt feels like it has been going…
Chewing On Glass... 