I can't bear to see it!
My heart aches,
weeps,
and sobs in the night;
A silent baying
to the moon.
Fragile chains bind me
to a wooden post.
Rain falls, a caustic flame;
dark clouds hide the sky;
gravity forces
my body into the ground.
Lovely Burial.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
Society
Is poisoned
By religion.
Religion
Brings about
Separation.
It moves us
Away from God.
It gives us
The need
To judge those
With different
Beliefs.
It has led
To bloodshed
Throughout history.
My faith
However
Is not religion.
It tells me
Not
To judge
Others.
Because that is not
My
Job.
I am here
To bring love
Not hate
Or
Judgement
Which people use
To get their
Own brand
Of life.
They thrive off of being
"Better"
Than others.
They think
"At least I'm not
Like them."
But this is
Wrong.
Love is the way
Not
Judgement.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
I saw you as one of the pieces of me
that I'd lost in my childhood
when I was too busy focusing on nothing
to notice.
I guess we're all born to broken people
and we were no exception.
You were the first real thing to happen to me
in years,
the first person that understood me,
understood I needed someone to hold me
just once
just for one night.
I fell asleep in your arms
and wondered why I had to keep these things a secret.
We ran through each other's veins
like disease;
a sickness I didn't want to get rid of.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
eating away the flesh.
eating away the soul.
breaking down.
it doesn't stop.
spreading.
growing.
feeding.
feeling so weak.
powerless.
out of control.
mad.
sick.
sad.
angry.
hatred growing inside.
people say to be strong.
mind over matter.
but this isn't so...
10 years later and you still have a hold.
on me.
the person inside.
that longs to be free.
i'm sick.
slowly dying.
suffering.
lying to those i love.
but quiet i stay.
screaming without making a sound.
dreaming of the the life i once had.
when this disease wasn't around.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:02 AM UTC
you’re like a disease
deep down in my throat, you keep me from skeaping
deep inside my chest, you keep me from breathing
you’re in my lungs
you’re in my veins
you make my bones ache
you make me feel weak and sick
and,
there is no way I can deny it,
I’m dying
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:01 AM UTC
You're a ******* disease.
I've got chills, and I can't breathe.
There are knots in my stomach I can't explain,
you're a ******* disease.
I love you, and it's getting worse.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:01 AM UTC