excuse me while i slip in to something a little more comfortable
a costume of the average dead eyed pretending human being
excuse me while i enter a world where the outcasts are looked at as monsters and the real monsters are disguised as leaders and role models
everyone is a doppelganger of everyone
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
He holds me tightly
i feel like I'm in love and in jail
He kisses me softly
i feel like I'm in and in jail
He strokes my hair blissfully
i feel like I'm in love and in jail
Oh the love , Oh the pain
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 11:26 PM UTC
The emptiness lies beneath my laugh
my tears are behind the eyes of this actress of a girl
pretending to be living when she is dead
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 10:58 PM UTC
you grow to be this stranger
your reflection is no longer you
it's what others say that is you
your reflection is nothing but judgments
you become this walking opinion
filled with emptiness
your a balloon and all you want to do is explode out of your body
run away from not only this nonsensical earth but you wanna run away from yourself
your thoughts haunt your head
and you become comfortable with these feelings that it almost becomes frightening , you live your life a controlled zombie and no one understands and no one will ever understand
you don't even understand
you are a stranger to yourself
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:10 PM UTC
Thank you for not giving up on someone as broken as me
For your kindness truly gave me hope.
It was as if I've been lost and you created a path for me
A small guide back to happiness.
Can't remember the last time I had enlightenment from kind words. Feeling inspired to find a brighter future
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC
look behind those black curtains my love
look reality in the eyes with courage and hope
sow up the cracks that your thoughts left in your head
leave the past and the past will leave you
worry not , you are filled with greatness and peace
spread it my love
fight the world that once fought you
and if your arms get tired
simply let them rest
stop trying to control a mind with no remote
let it flow
let it be
your crying to the deaf
they'll never hear you
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
Troubled eyes in disguise
lips spilling lies
long nights , silent cries
only living for the highs
all we do is categorize
left to agonize
in the mirror, you criticize
slowly to dehumanize
trying to normalize
dreams of going past those starry skies
oh those starry skies, oh those starry skies
it's okay because eventually
everything ... everything dies
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
we're all lost here
we're all mad here
we're all tired here
we're all here
until one day , we disappear
be patient
wait your turn
sell your soul and watch it burn
soon you'll learn
be patient
wait your turn
we're all lost here
we're all mad here
we're all tired here
we are all not here
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
One need only look to the four winds
to find four frowns;
eight sad eyes
straining to see
through stained glass tears.
The man said "I die daily" but
he didn't have a constant stream of
status updates
to maintain.
I define myself daily.
Being special has
thus far
not protected me from
the unbearable weight
of today.
All of the analog cigarettes and
old fashioned daydreams
in the world
cannot save me now.
If I'm not seen
am I really here?
Heavy hearts and weary heads
reside respectively in the chests and on the necks
of everyone I encounter.
The gas station attendant
feels empty and
is bereft of a sense of irony.
The world ends
not with bang OR whimper,
but
with a deep and baleful sigh...
with a deep and baleful sigh...
with a deep and baleful...
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
These monotonous people
This unintelligible life
you're all in a play
and you're the actors
doomed to pretend for the rest of your lives
as you grow , so does your repentance
those invisible chains they put on your ankles feel cold , dont they ?
your words become scripted
oblivious to reality
your a puppet
they watch you dance the dance of desolation
lock away your poor soul till you've reached your quietus
your human qualities become government regulations
forever inhibited
forever astray
These monotonous people
This unintelligible life
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 4:23 PM UTC