Write a farewell to the aliens
crawling up the back steps,
cross the threshold to post existence,
evaluate snapshots of poor lost souls
crumbled moments,
When they fall over the edge
of a spiraling waterfall only to be caught
in the palm of the devil.
Welcomed with opening arms
the sick and twisted find comfort
in the warmth of a thousand
burning souls.
Far from where it was left sitting,
A cold metal can is thrown
from a rusted over train car
carrying on a message for
the wicked kids,
remaining away over the horizon
running through cold dark streets
every step closer to the waterfall.
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
i'm fine
those words tumble out
of my mouth over and over
again like a record
spinning out of control
down in to a sanctum of
uncontrollable loneliness
i cant make head or tails
up or down
just tumbling down this
hill with no end
my stomach aches
with a diet of straight nicotine
odd scribble of sad poems
cluster the pages then torn and
tossed to oblivion
burned away is my care
(not the fun kind of care
free from the movies)
more the depressing kind
that just makes all the others sad
we move in circles
passing by what
once used to be part of it all
but now what? now where?
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
its now that time
to pretend that nothing
hurts, but my eyes
never can stay dry
as long as I'm alone
what if i gave up people
and started smoking
right now that seems
so much more comforting
than putting up with
this **** right here
i feel like I'm dragging
my knuckles along
one never ending
sidewalk of sick minds
or could it be
I am just only
a shadow
there when I'm need
or maybe remembered
for just a minute
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 8:27 PM UTC
i don't know
quite how to
do this thing
anymore
its been 5 days
i think
but all
i can wonder
is why
tonight in the
dim light
i wished simply
to sway in the
wind like a tall
tree
to forget
how to talk
so i don't
have to
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
thanks mom for shoving me full of pills
because i am "to hard to deal with right now"
well little do you know that outside what you
can see right here the problems extend
far beyond what you can really think
problems that your stupid little pills
will not fix
see it would be nice to know that
I'm just not something people have
to deal with, really after awhile
i just except that I'm the one
left out here to rot
an now it been so long
nobody wants to come close to me
so they all forget, really they all just
don't care all that much
I'm becoming an after thought
an "oh i wish you were there"
I get the word "I'll call you in a bit"
far to often that now i know
those words are nothing but lies
so you see mom I'm really
not sorry that you have
to deal with me
because I'm used to it now
and yeah it hurts me
but who is going to care
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 9:37 PM UTC
never believe people
that say they will call
or text
it never happens
so why wait on it
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 4:59 PM UTC
its nights like these
where i bite me nails
thill they
bleed
i didn't choose
now to be alone
but i guess
its better than
having to pretend
the fun
nails in my coffin
i guess
they are
each of these nights
how much gold
did you trade
for this ****** coffin?
but ill just feed
my sadness
with burning
bitter coffee
and less sleep
so i don't have
to poison
those i love
with that
sadness
but i guess they
decided on a
cure instead
a cure to my
sadness that
is no me
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
why it is that i find myself alone again
i really just don't know
how many times do i cross peoples
minds
none i think probably none
if i did they would have called
but instead i m going to sit here and cry
myself to sleep again
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC
why sleep
when i can
wander the streets
after dusk
on my own
I follow my demons
to a door
that leads
nowhere
silent and alone
because nobody
else seems
to care
if i will be there
so for now
I'll slip away
at dusk
and wait
for a phone call
that will never
come
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 5:36 PM UTC
i'll admit
i have this drug addiction
and it getting pretty bad
my drug of choice though
is not what you would think
i wait in line with all the other addicts
to get my daily dose
to keep me going
just to stay in this world
it comes in so many forms
i like mine with a little bit of milk
oh and some sugar
its come to a point where i
choose it over sleep
many nights in a row
caffeine is my drug of choice
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 11:52 AM UTC