For Rent:
All the empty times that I lament
To Trade:
*a healthy heart that looks more like a *****
For Sale:
Everything that helped me to prevail
Looking For:
Anything I did not have before
Disclaimer
Goods are liable to be damaged in ever way, shape, and form.
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:12 PM UTC
To the ledge, I pledge everything
I see and breathe
autonomy is cold
I bundle up
theres an edge thats confronting me
with apathy
and nowhere else to go
guess i'm the end
theres a world resting under me
I've only seen
enough to gander up
in search of higher ground
someday soon it will crumble
and in the rubble
there will rest a better place
a stronger face
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 12:42 AM UTC
Remorse can rectify the rose
From all it's devilish deeds
fore it has thrown a knife to those
who thrive in subtlety
For us with no one to receive
the symbol we despise
a withered stem would sure portray
our intimate demise
belittled by the brittle vine
We'd join in brotherhood
to justify the humble pain
that no one understood
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 10:18 PM UTC
where is there
it clearly isn't here
so I guess it could be anywhere
that i am not
i cling to those words
strung together
tethered like rope
you gave me love
you gave me hope
so where the **** are you
its been almost a week
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 7:35 PM UTC
This is creation
i have lost all hope in gravity
hanging here from the bottom of the world
on a million miles of dental floss
i have simply lost
struggling to fight at any cost
I am a toast
to a sober night
the inducer of plight
i can't write anymore
this is not me
it is the last fiber in my existent being
I no longer exist
I'm at the end of my whits
the beginning of vast nothing
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 7:55 PM UTC
if i were dying
if life was ending
if death were pending
when lifes pretending
if life were leaving
if death was pending
if life were depleting
I'd have no room for sorrow
I'd have no need for needing
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 7:52 PM UTC
Remorse can rectify the rose
From all it's evil deeds
fore it has stuck a knife to those
who thrive in subtlety
For us with no one to receive
the symbol we despise
a withered stem would sure portray
our intimate demise
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 11:07 PM UTC
today I sought a frequent why
fore i would rather sleep then die
but given choice, i'd magnify
the fotitudes that lay hereby
these words are merely present ghosts
extensions of this wholesome host
who never found their great almost
the ghouls in which i've been engrossed
with solitude the dark divides
a dawn away from my demise
this sight is not for somber eyes
a thought that brings a sense of prize
I've typed again a wretched fleet
based upon a dire deciet
but history will soon repeat
forcing me to press delete
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 10:35 PM UTC
What is the burn?
I know it's there
like a child playing hot lava
on a floor with no white spaces
it fulfills all of my good graces
leaving me with a bullish bitterness
i thrive on this
its a feeling that no one could ever miss
yet i long for as i cling to the molten floor
it dismisses me as if i pretend to exist
its carefully curated within my lackluster structure
I am merely a byproduct of the painfully chilling burn
maybe i've grown cold, and its the burn of dry ice on my bare skin
maybe, it's within
I can take no action until i decide whether or not its fire or glacier
fore one wrong more will either cause me to melt or incinerate
but like i said, i've grown accustom and attached to the burning sensation
sometimes I have a drink with it and we cope through the inebriation
but at the end of the day, I sleep soundly on my smoldered sheets
thats the issue
I don't mind it anymore
i need to stay awake
I need to live
Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
It must be melancholy, meaning the world
to somebody, who means nothing
to the world
being mere acquaintances
with a musician
or perhaps a movie star
must be much more fullfilling
shaking hands with a king
now that could probably equate
to more then my
Indefinitely inconsistent friendship
i long to give you a better man
so should you chose a seat
next to a man who competes
i won't hate you
I will only drown
in the love that i have for you
it is all the love i have ever known
it is all the love, that there is
it is my entirety
I live in your world
Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 9:12 PM UTC