Tag: poem
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Chained To The Floor… By My Own Will…
If I Only Knew The panic begins as the thought creeps inMy own heartbeat driving everythingI’m so lost against the soundI don’t even exist anymoreThe feelings I once had I don’t have any moreI see myself slipping down further than I ever thoughtChained to the floorBy my own willA deep…
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Dictating An Existence That Doesn’t Exist… Call It Life…
Holiday In The Unknown Waiting for your wordsWaiting for anythingI’ve become boredStaring at a wall isn’t for meThoughts come seeping back in How I wish I was deadThat life is meaningless They don’t mean much said only onceOver and over until they won’t leave my head? How I wish I…
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Broken Thoughts… Breaking Down The Forever Circus…
The sadness sinks inA world with no reasonBroken hearted, left wonderingHow much time is left To destroy The truth is more than I can describe… Drinking a death wish left to employI’d take you all if it means happinessSelfish, I’ve always known whySo much easier to take awayThen live this shit…
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We Made It Down Here Today… Broken Thoughts All The Same…
Heavy handed explanation of nothing at allA feeling in your heart, a hand around your throatBroken bodies speaking in tonguesAn ancient language only you and I knowWords made of sounds and movementsKilling myself to watch you dieEquality means more than we can understandPersecution of your heart, of your broken soulEach…
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By A Thread…
Hanging Me By The Knees Too broken to process any new thoughtsNeed to move out and build an arkA sign from God came inIt said a paragraph worth of shitBasically I fucked this up a long time agoRiding this one out until the endMaybe, maybe if I’m luckyThey will only…
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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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And Other Things From This Time…
Emotionally Stressed I’m so sick of these feelingsThis need to please everyoneWhen I know damn well it’s not good enoughPutting myself out on a daily basisBacking my ass up and begging for the painGambling on not winning at allWhy can’t everyone see that it’s all useless like meMaybe they do…
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Something Different… In Your Own Words…
Perspective In The Infinite…By: Sylvia Ambrose I choke with every breath of airIt stands still and it tastes staleI cringe at all the sounds of lifeThey shake my bones and make them frailI find it harder everyday to keep the things That make me care I feel gravity dragging me…
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And Other Things From This Time…
Before They Hurt Everything feels isolatingOn a grander scaleBetween one and a hundredBetween heaven and hellThere exists a place no one knowsFrom bad to worseThings become uglierBefore they hurt Everything feels indifferentOn a daily scaleBetween Mondays and SundaysBetween this week and lastThere’s not much in betweenFrom day to dayThings never…
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This Is All…
With scars so deep it’s amazing I can even sleep… The dark moments they passBehind closed doorsBehind closed eyesStanding in plain sightThis too will pass
Chewing On Glass... 