If I stay here any longer I will surely suffocate
We've been drowning for so long now
Yet the road ahead is so uncertain
With no guarantee of better yields or outcomes
I don't care
A chance is better than this
Knowing, watching, waiting...to die
Now a year later I'm gone.
This road is equally treacherous
But in a different way
I no longer struggle in misery with a partner
Instead my lonely screams echo
Returning to me through the fog
Reminding me I am alone
Even the trees strive to bridge the vast emptiness
Yearning for connection their arms sprawled out
Fingers outreach and intertwine into the canopy above
They compete for the very same resources
Yet interlock hand in hand
Anything to beat this loneliness
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC
I stare into the abyss of a cracked mirror
Into the gateway to my soul
I find only ashes
Not a single ember remains
No hope of rekindling those flames
Just a barren field, cold and dark
I stumble through days now
Weeks pass each time I glance
From this stack of paper I bury myself in
Exhaustion bleeds through the creases
In the corners of my empty eyes
Tired, this domicile is already vacant
The owner packed up one day
Never saying where he was going
And just left
No bills were payed
So the lights just went out
Left collecting dust
Past hoping the tenant returns
Waiting patiently for condemnation
For the wrecking ball to swing
To and fro
Eagerly and Anxiously awaiting
The first strike
Walls crash down
Boards crack and give way
Bricks soar through the air
As shingles fall in slow motion
The type of chaos
That is pure freedom
Freedom from keeping these walls up
For so long with nothing to keep them up for
That type of empty purposelessness
Destroys and rots the insides
Leaves you so tired
Just so **** tired
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
Let's rewind
Time slips through my fingers
In due time
We were all once dreamers
I missed my connection
Back to reality
I now drown in reflection
Searching for causality
This is emptiness
This is home
This is hopelessness
This is being alone
Why would you build individual constructs
If they were meant to exist in pairs
Watching them suffer until self destruct
This just doesn't quite seem fair
If there really exists someone holding the blueprint
I can promise they're not merciful
We are not children but toys built for convenience
To help time pass for the immortal
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
I hear they're calling for a war
Hear them bustling all about
The others took it just too far
Now its time to stand our ground
Yet we ourselves mow down defenseless
We ourselves are just as evil
Damning those who reveal the likeness
Of atrocities we force them to conceal
So do not listen to the red
Do not listen to the blue
Calling your sons and daughters to their death
Only offering speeches to comfort you
Ask why they themselves do not march
If it's such a noble cause
Won't their own blood quench their souls so parched
Enforcing all their just laws
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
I heard the door open then close but never open again
and one can only assume one can only assume you're not coming back
I saw your eyes close but never open again and one can only assume one can only assume
time slips away
like trying to hold sand
every day
making a fool of man
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
The truth has its way of oozing through the cracks in the coffins we attempt to bury it in. The word secret loses all integrity by second grade, followed by words like “best friends” and soon after the facade of “love” is assassinated by hook ups, break ups, and every type of **** up there is. Jack scribbled the words in his little black book, but he never really believed a word. Did he really say those things to everyone, did he really commit every unspeakable crime he etched into the flesh of the notebook? Something in his soul screamed no, yet the glass shards in his hand, the blood stains on some of the writings told a different story. How long can pretending to not be something last before you are consumed by that which you attempt to stave off.
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:36 AM UTC
was i ever there were you ever here
or was it but a dream conjured by empty fear
secrets bleed through the walls
like footsteps echo through silent halls
I tried so hard to make this something more
yet we're still slipping, slipping through the cracks in this old floor
I wonder if He'll recognize this temple upon return
if not full of holes from worms
then reduced to ash from when it burned
and if its but a husk but a hollow empty shell
why does every single scratch, scar an eternalized tale
if this truly is the temple
perhaps I'll etch character in the walls
so that upon but a glance any newcomer can know it all
i dreamt of you the night I died
somehow we shared a whole lifetime
eternity is in the mind
relative is all our time
was i ever really there
were you ever even here
will we ever get whats fair
did we live our lives in fear
I heard the words you never spoke
Read the tomes you never wrote
If you walk away now I will fold my hand
But if you choose to stay the wager stands
If these walls could talk the things they'd say
Imagine the promises they've witnessed break
Oh the ridiculous things we pray
I wonder if its something to do with the snake
temptation yields resistance or defeat but rarely both
I'll try my very best but I'll make no oath
if we retain our humanity
we sacrifice divinity
free will free will how I've missed you so
yet the books say you died long ago
she asked me why
why are you always thinking
why can't you rest your weary head
I asked her why
why she was always drinking
but she never said, no she never said
we felt the divide we felt the separation
I drifted from her side she sank to resignation
I've lost all control here I've lost it all
you never had it don't you know dear
just let the chips fall
you can never run fast enough to escape the truth
maybe if you slow down it will blaze right past you
the most intense pains lacking longevity are the ones that we can bare
but the dull aches lasting eternity cause us to pull out our hair
I wrote you my secrets but you never read them
I told you my regrets but you never listened
I'm trying harder now I'm trying harder than before
We're sinking deeper now, we're sinking deeper through the floor.
You turn your back on me
You leave me empty and ashamed
You turn your back on me
Still somehow I feel I'm to blame
I'm everything you always wanted to see
I'm everything I never wanted to be
I'm everything, everything but me
I'm tired of breaking down I just can't do it anymore
You sinking deeper now sinking deeper through the floor
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
I want to go out like the trees do in the forest every year
Burning out with all the colors of life save for fear.
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
Oh I pray for change for something new in my life
But when it comes its not as I imagined, I'll curse and curse the skies
I beg for forgiveness with the taste of whisky still on my Tongue
And that last puff of pipe tobacco still filling my lungs
I pray for hope and strength I’ll never apply when the time arises
I'll demand to see the light though when I do I'll shield my eyes claiming its too bright
Oh I wanna believe lord I wanna believe with just the right amount of conviction that I don't have to practice what I preach
So I can pick apart everyone and reveal their smallest of flaws
Then turn the other way when I myself become guilty of them all
I want to fund the hungry of Africa but I spent my last dollar on this diamond crested watch
And I want to provide aid to those in haiti but it requires vaccination and I just can't stand shots
Oh I’m proud of freedom and this glorious promise land
Proud to be such a religious, caring, American
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
Oh I pray for change for something new in my life
But when it comes its not as I imagined, I'll curse and curse the skies
I beg for forgiveness with the taste of whisky still on my Tongue
And that last puff of pipe tobacco still filling my lungs
I pray for hope and strength I’ll never apply when the time arises
I'll demand to see the light though when I do I'll shield my eyes claiming its too bright
Oh I wanna believe lord I wanna believe with just the right amount of conviction that I don't have to practice what I preach
So I can pick apart everyone and reveal their smallest of flaws
Then turn the other way when I myself become guilty of them all
I want to fund the hungry of Africa but I spent my last dollar on this diamond crested watch
And I want to provide aid to those in haiti but it requires vaccination and I just can't stand shots
Oh I’m proud of freedom and this glorious promise land
Proud to be such a religious, caring, American
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC