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Bryn Dawes Jan 2016
I’m indebted,
But didn’t pay anyone a cent,
Gave everything to the imagined and regretted,
Demons in my head

They’re silhouetted,
Shadows echo words I never meant,
You whispered to me, quiet everything that they’ve said,
There’s nothing to fear, there’s no monsters in this bed.

You are the silence in the hurricane inside my mind,
You are the sense of seeing to these broken eyes born blind

Walking beheaded,
With hands in the pockets of the dead,
Lost my mind, I fumbled for the dreaded,
Hold my hand instead

I was ended,
But did not know she was my start,
I meant what I said,
I am giving my whole heart,
That I was breaking when alone,
You can fix it and turn it back from stone,
I’ve been missing; now anywhere you are is where I call home.

You are the silence in the hurricane inside my mind,
You are the sense of seeing to these broken eyes born blind,
You are the electricity that woke my heart from the darkness deep beneath,
You are the words I can’t find, the meaning that I need,
You are the half of me I could not hear in my cyclone,
You are the house I long thought destroyed; now anywhere you are is where I call home.
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
Welcome to ‘The be all and end all’,
We ask that you end all and that all,
Is that all, Sir?

Always stuck in the loneliest place,
It’s not about where you are,
No offense it’s just your personal space,
Always been an addict of pain,
She says stop being so dramatic,
Sorry it’s just a habit,
Of being hung out to dry in the rain

Now the be all and end all is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how

Taking my time, the tick-tocks are mine,
And not yours to count,
There’s a monkey sitting on my shoulder,
He’s been to space but can’t get back down,
Always getting looks from the mirror,
Changing is the risk that you take,
A stranger couldn’t look no stranger

There’s got to be something,
Someone, somewhere who can make me feel anything at all,
There’s got to be something,
Someone, somewhere that’s real

Now the be all and end all is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how,
The be all and end all is not the end,
All the be all and end all’s is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how,
It all ends at ‘The be all and end all’
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
What does it mean to be alone?
Truly on your own,
Most of the time,
We are,
You may think me a liar but I’ve got the scars,
To prove it, my storyline

Now I might be right next to you,
But you wouldn’t know, but you do,
We’re adding things up along the way,
We are,
Lucky, lucky to have got this far,
Just give me one more day

Love, I’m happy all alone,
Why won’t you believe me?
Please just don’t you leave me all alone,
I know you’ll deceive me,
So I’m happy alone,
I’m happy alone

It is what it is and we are what we are,
Bladder bursting with **** and lungs choking on tar,
Choking on air that just isn’t there,
It’s just not fair no it’s just not fair,
Getting nowhere with thinking of you,
Least in nowhere there might be something to do,
Or someone to find me lost in thinking of you,
Thinking of you and who knows who

Stupid voices, stupid choices,
Sorry I left you disappointed,
Sorry my life in the void couldn’t be avoided,
Love, I’m happy all alone,
Why won’t you believe me?
I’m happy alone

Fixate on this life I hate,
Things might change for me if only I wait,
I think I hesitated for far too long,
I don’t know where I am anymore but it all feels wrong,
I’m here in nowhere thinking of you,
Thinking of everything that we’ve not been through

But why do I feel so alone?
Truly on my own,
Because most of the time I am,
I’m Adam without Eve in the Garden of Eden,
I know what it is to be alone,
But I’m all alone so you wouldn’t know,
You wouldn’t know and so you don’t go,
Go to my little place where nobody goes

Stupid voices, stupid choices,
Sorry I left you disappointed,
Sorry my life in the void couldn’t be avoided,
Love, I’m happy all alone,
Here I am just thinking of being with you,
But being alone,
And I’m not happy
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
Something on my mind,
Don’t think I’m going to find,
What I’m looking for,
I can only see,
What I’ll never be,
Exactly what I’m looking for

I hear alarm bells in my head,
You fold your life up out of the way,
In a tiny sofa-bed,
Sit in the shower and then dream away the day
The choices spilling out,
Each one has so much doubt,
I can’t go back, or take back
If I have to choose right now,
Then I choose opting out,
If I break the tracks, there’s no going back,
Or taking back, just a train wreck

I’m sorry I’ve got other plans,
It’s easy if I pretend,
Not even I understand,
Why everything must be a dead end,
If I have to choose right now,
Then I choose opting out,
If I break the tracks, there’s no going back,
Or taking nothing back,
Just a train wreck
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
Jesus walks and,
He’s a homeless man,
Everyone’s talking,
All about him and,
They don’t know,
Or can’t understand,
That now he’s got to go,
There never was a plan

Where were you when,
When it all became a little clearer,
Did you fear the end?
What happened then?
I bet it made you feel freer
What happened then?

The devil talks and,
Whispers in my ear,
That Jesus walks and,
Now don’t you go,
There’s nothing to fear
Of what you don’t know,
Have another beer,
And enjoy the show

Where were you when,
When it all became a little clearer,
Did you always depend?
What happened then?
I bet it made you feel freer
But that’s pretend
That’s pretend

Clouds in eyes,
My disguise,
******,
Truth built on lies,
I despise,
******
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
Teardrops make a river,
That runs into a lake,
My dreams now flow in streams,
Showing the world all my mistakes,
Water, water everywhere,
And not a drop to drink,
Can’t close my eyes or try to blink,
So I just lie awake

Lost in a deep sea of thoughts,
Hold on or I might sink,
Water, water everywhere,
And not a drop to drink

Looking over the edge,
And see nothing looking back,
Become what I’ve been running from,
And descend into the black,
Water, water everywhere,
And not a drop to drink,
Now my tears turn to the black of ink,
Each drop deepening the cracks

Putting rocks in my pockets,
So that I always sink,
Am I dead or alive instead?
Too many waves and I can’t think,
Water, water everywhere,
Water, water everywhere,
And not a drop to drink
Bryn Dawes Jun 2015
Water drips in from the ceiling,
Diazepam kicks in to stop the feelings,
And no one even knows your name,
A pretty picture with a broken frame,
Room B just looks so empty,
Room C is a friend and A is the enemy,
Now you got to believe it or not,
This is your bed and it’s made so get in and be forgot

A cough becomes as natural as breathing,
Believing in something better is only deceiving,
I hear the screams echo in the Old Mill,
The shakes shaking up when I’m trying to be still,
You lock the door and tidy all your things,
Rest on the crutch that’s holding up everything,
Now I think you’ve already gone and said too much,
You make a castle out of sand and it’s gone with the smallest touch

Now you have a good time,
Be on your best behaviour,
These memories of mine,
Such a bitter flavour,
Voices in my head,
Whisper implications,
A hunger that’s not being fed,
Gives into temptations,
I can’t see the light,
This room’s got no windows,
Waste away at night,
Hanging out with my shadow

Now I’m the kid everyone hates,
Gets the girls, the grades and always turns up late,
I don’t talk to my shadow anymore,
It talks to me when I’m passed out on the hallway floor,
The same problem a different fix,
Different magician using the same old tricks,
The same problem a different fix,
Different magician ******* up the same old tricks
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