A voluntary isolation sentence
A cocoon of doubt to sew
Serving what I thought was penance
A pain from down below
Surrounded by the echo
It's words I can't ignore
All hope lost from the get go
The ending to settle the score
Repaying a debt of borrowed time
The tax for past discretions
An orphan to such a fatherless crime
I'm repeating these failed lessons
It's only now I can finally see
How sins of the past reflect upon me
May 17, 2024
May 17, 2024 at 2:45 AM UTC
Step right up, it's the main event!
Look at the fool that we have to present!
You'll feel like the victim, but you'll always consent!
Because you're fooled by lust, and you'll never relent.
Am I just the puppet being pulled by your string?
Do you speed up the tempo but force me to sing?
I suppose we are all clowns in your circus ring,
But it's for your validation that I so desperately cling.
Jan 19, 2024
Jan 19, 2024 at 5:22 PM UTC
Your misery and pain feel like an addiction,
Serene but so sullen; a moral confliction.
Their cries of support ring hollow contradiction,
From safe distance they echo, a hallow affliction.
Burn in the light, your rage fuels the reason.
Self pity and sacrifice are always in season.
Your put up the wall, but still cry out treason.
You let logic flee, allowing doubt to ease in.
Your soul can't be saved, it's time to replace.
The feeling of hope, the departure of grace.
In walks resentment to help fill the space,
A devil of a temptress in satin and lace.
So embrace this demon, it rose from your ashes.
Reckless in nature, who knows where it crashes.
Get dragged along while your monster thrashes.
But know this in truth, you've always shown flashes...
Oct 24, 2022
Oct 24, 2022 at 9:38 PM UTC
Who you want to be for them,
Is who you need to be for yourself.
Extend your branch, they snap your stems,
And you're left alone in dying health.
You gave out all your survival kits,
Left alone in your sinking ship.
But if you just realized who didn't fit,
You'd have survived that maiden trip.
Stop dying for other people's sins,
The man with the beard did that first.
You aren't allowed to claim their wins,
And your denial just makes it the worst.
If you want the world you think they owe,
Then go and actually make it your own.
Because we all reap what we will sow,
And your bounty can't fit in just one zone.
Jun 29, 2022
Jun 29, 2022 at 12:56 AM UTC
“They’re never gonna love you till you can love yourself.”
The echoes of their words knock the feelings off the shelf.
Shattered feelings recover, but the bond is not the same.
The cracks in the soul will only weaken in blame.
“Your pain doesn’t excuse the damage you’ve done.”
Remorse doesn’t fix the holes made with the gun.
The dead stay dead, you don’t get to blame them now.
Because healing doesn’t start with when, but how.
“You aren’t responsible with making all things right.”
You’ll drive yourself mad in the wars that you fight.
The world will go on, even after you’re dead.
So find yourself at peace with the demons in your head.
The sun will still rise, even if your horizon is bleak.
You’ve experienced the valleys, it’s time to climb the peak.
Plant your flag in the base, and shout from the sky.
“Today I live for me, and that is the banner I fly.”
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 5:15 AM UTC
I’m sitting in a corner,
She stares at me, and I should warn her.
But she doesn’t need the guidance,
It’s not history, this is science.
And her name carries some fame,
She’s not receptive to the game,
She wears her feelings on her sleeves,
Away from her heart she believes.
Cause her strength is in her mind
It’s where her planets are aligned
In this galaxy of truth,
She blinks and stars become the proof
That there is something more to see
And something more we all could be
If we just follow right beside her
A cosmic planetary collider
So I take paper and pen
And ask if not now then truly when?
Because I’m waiting for the sign
When both our planets will align
And if that star is in the distance
I’ll keep on flying with persistence
Because I know that if I’m stronger
It won’t take very much longer.
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 1:40 AM UTC
You want to capture all the pain,
But you don’t know how to feel.
Your misery is the world’s gain,
A story too grim to be real.
The camera shutters, the pictures flash,
The image fits the frame.
Behind the lens your feelings clash
The model knows not the game.
You sketch your paranoia until the pen runs out of ink.
And if the canvas fills up then you’re stuck there left to think.
Is your portrait missing color, is the shading cast to show?
Does the pain that you keep hiding have too much space to grow?
The vibrations from the strings you pluck
Match the heartbeat that is low
It’s just a matter of time or luck,
They’ll finally hear the show.
The outlet doesn’t matter if results remain the same.
The audience will always think that it’s all just a game.
So dance and sing, click and sketch, do it all you must.
Because someone will always find it, that much your heart must trust.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 4:13 AM UTC
Her song is like a siren’s call that leads me to my death.
The same old tricks that make me fall will take my final breath.
The stench of death comes off her clothes but still it smells so sweet.
From highest highs to lowest lows, it’s the fate I’m doomed to meet.
She’ll offer you forbidden fruit while knowing what it holds.
You’re dignity now hers to loot, your soul bending while it folds.
But just one flash of that perfect smile, you believe it every time.
You know she’s guilty all the while, yet you help commit the crime.
You say you’re tired of the game, you always know the score.
And if the rules remain the same, why keep coming back for more?
Because denial is your only friend, and you know it to be true.
So watch her wait until the end, then get ready for round 2.
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
This will be so hard to write,
Haven't given time in a minute.
But I'm being brought into the light,
And it's about time I admit it.
I've realized my place in the crowd,
The blurry picture comes into focus.
I think my personality's too loud
That's why I'm prescribed in small doses.
Or maybe just the times have changed,
And I've been left in the past.
My friendships have now become outranged
Despite those claims that they'd last.
I shouldn't be the one to cry,
I applaud those who gain success.
But it comes at watching relationships die,
And myself being labeled excess.
So I'll sit and wait to see what comes,
And hope that I'll still remain.
Otherwise I'll sit and twiddle my thumbs,
Because with me there's nothing to gain.
Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 11:48 PM UTC
You can't control how people think
Or how they truly feel.
Your only hope is that when they blink
They see what's truly real.
Their smiles hide the lies they tell,
Speaking lines that match their face.
An image that they're pressed to sell,
You're the constituent of their disgrace.
They don't care for your objection,
Only hearing what works best.
Their kindness masks rejection,
While your pain seeps through your chest.
Firmly rooted in their stances,
Their opinions refuse to budge.
They refuse second chances,
And prefer to simply judge.
All roads lead to self-salvation
You just need to travel light
The rebel laughs at retaliation,
And will revel in any fight.
So even if the mask they wear
Looks like the one of a friend.
Watch out to see if they really care,
Or cause another wound to mend.
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC