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josh-pagan
American
Where did I go wrong Was it me all along Does my face match disgrace Or is that look of distaste Just a general disappointment For all lost souls What could be thought of me What could ever come to be Your mind yells nothing Nothing Nothing Others scream something Something Something But it gets worse Why won't these feelings disperse A pillow won't protect you From all that you do The lights will always come on Eventually You can't hide in the dark forever As if its your own personal tether To some sort of sanity Where a "perfect" man has no problems And sleep isn't an escape
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 2:16 AM UTC
Can It Stop
The core of connectivity, Millions of miles of memories, Suppressed and beaten. Sad and desperate. Scraped and bruised. Thousands of thoughts fought off Words Actions HUMANS Evil creatures breaking and entering To make you psychotic To make you lose yourself They talk Talk TALK Laying down at night wondering why Crying into a pillow, It's not fair Scattered thin, far Grab my hand Pull me out of this sea of thoughts That would otherwise turn me insane Your grasp protecting me Not alone for a moment It's all I need The world surrounds me Yet I'm still alone You say you care I lay here insecure Baggage filed with lead Eyes deep-set with dread Awakening into a pit So familiar each sand grain stands out No way to climb out Why am I trying? Always crying, inside dying All molded into a smile Innocent and enticing Removed to reveal unsightly horror There's no sunshine When you lose yourself
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:33 PM UTC
Normalcy
How much can your heart stand? Forcibly ******* it up Absorbing and dealing With our daily damnations. Bursting from the seams, It is steadfast. Walls bending and breaking, Still holding your world together. But nothing withstands forever. A direct connection Form heart to head, Is our only fail safe. We as humans fall in love With what we see, What we hear. How extraordinary. The gateway with which we see all of the world's beauty Is also a drain for the hideous. On occasion, Without warning, It releases its overflow. A quick reminder of reality. But don't fear this. Accept the beauty Of your heart finally letting it go.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
Held Together