
Because of the things I've said,
I couldn't hold it in.
They all burst from my head,
Ripped my breath, ripped forevermore.
Because of the things I've felt,
I've lived away from this world.
With the hand I was dealt,
Walking in silence, silence forevermore.
Because of the things I've heard,
Throughout these rooms, around my head.
Don't even, not one more word,
No more words, none forevermore.
Because of the things I've seen,
My eyes, they burn.
They will never be clean,
Look away now, away forevermore.
Because of the things I've done,
It's my time to leave.
I must run,
Run away, away forevermore.
Because of the things I've left unsaid,
I couldn't trust, let you in.
You'll never be inside my head,
I'm too gone, gone forevermore.
Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC
I'm not finished, im not done
We're in no hurry, baby, we're still young
I have more to say, more to do
you cut me short, as if on cue
I was mid sentence, caught up mid stride
You cut me deep, acted like you had a free ride
Drove away with my all on board
I tried to hurt you back but its a double edged sword
my words hurt me, now I'm back on the floor
when I was with you my heart, it soared
as I lie here cut up and open
trying to feel scarred, yet im still broken
to look at your face, its such a disgrace
you were never really there; a ghost in your place
respect me you say, but respect you did not
you took what was not yours and gave none back
watching and waiting but I never crack
Spat at my back and then in my face
respect me you say, but respect you did not
you took it too; the secret that was all mine
now the knife hovers there just over my spine
I lay watching and waiting for that final word
And this torment, well it's absurd
end it for for me, just say the word
scream it, yell it, dont let it go unheard
how I gave you the power, the power to me
i gave almost all, i gave to you freely
I take nothing back, for what I said I felt
looking in your eyes, though I still melt
respect me you say, but respect you did not
I'm a new person, with new feelings to give
trust doesn't mean I've lost my chance to live
I'm allowed to breathe, but I'm still mad
how worthless I was you, the power you had
its worthless now; its back here
match me, kiddo, I kicked it up a gear.
Jan 28, 2012
Jan 28, 2012 at 8:32 PM UTC
i want; consumption
i want to be industrial
i want to be industry
i want to be work
i want to be revolution
i want to be motion
i want to be litterature
i want to be words
i want to be desire
i want to be lust
i want to be love
i want to be beauty
i want to see beauty
Oct 25, 2011
Oct 25, 2011 at 2:00 PM UTC
Feel the fire down your neck
Your heart beating like a drum
Flashes of red as they fade to gray
-the ashes sift away.
Don’t ask for comfort, here you get none
They’ll watch as the flames work through your body
Thundering your pounding lungs
-desperate to get away.
The heat grows high; where do you go from here?
Encased in flames; you have no chance
No chance to feel the love
-no chance to get away.
It’s ending so soon, you let you all go
Your soul to be picked over; because you don’t really care
You’ve fallen to low, to see yourself now
-pick your feet up; fly away
And now it’s all over, as they watch you; laid bare
A pretty red dress, stained with your blood
Your body so broken, so fragile; unmarred
-locked up tight you can’t get away
They’ll take you away, ashamed of the sight
You think of the sight that kept you alive
As you make your escape; your heart beating like a drum
-as you run in the dead of night, run away
*Your funeral was held; the empty coffin, buried
As you nurse your wounds in sweet success
Thinking of that face that made you find strength
- yout pain is taken away*
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 11:46 AM UTC
Rule your world with an iron fist
Be fortunous by happenstance
Accept those that need it most; and hope they do the same
Look ahead; Face your fears - head on.
See the sounds of anger; ignore them with a passion
Be who you are
Because you dont know how to do it different.
Oct 13, 2011
Oct 13, 2011 at 1:41 PM UTC
id like to be buried among the kings
and walk with the dead soldiers
id like to meet the boat man and tell him
it was all a lie
id like to see every god
the people once believed
and let them know
i never did
id like to pay the toll
in less than wealth
and know that thats all
thats needed
id like to know where we went wrong
and if we can grab the chance to fix it
as it passes us by and is to late to say that
we were wrong
id like to think this is a good place
to know it wasnt all in vain
to think of all the losses
and not count them as such
id like
id like
I would like;
To know Life.
Oct 13, 2011
Oct 13, 2011 at 1:10 PM UTC