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Anthem Jan 2017
you can find anything
in anyone
if you want to

and i could stop the words from coming out
but i knew i was wrong
as soon as i opened my mouth

through claims you want to stay
and how you gave your life away
and how it doesn't matter anyway

how does it feel to be a problem?
a stitch in someones side?
instead of feeling good
you're the reason that they cry?

all i know is that i'm sick
of wandering and wondering alone
all i know is that i want you back
i want you to turn that house back into a home
Anthem Jan 2017
Let these words
be a song for the dead
Let the rhythm
instill life in their bones
Let us put out love
and they'll feel loved
Let it be a chain reaction.
Anthem Jan 2017
standing on the edge
and
i'm reaching out
you actively ignore
all of the effort i put forth
instead you focus on the sky
pray that you could fly
take that solitary step
forget all that you have left
behind
but i tried
i tried

and all those ******* phrases
about the glory and amazement
a burdenless existence
and somehow we're the victims

i ran to the edge and
i reached for you
you never looked back
i didn't expect you to
i watched as you sank
like a stone on the sea

(i'll never understand
what it meant for you)
Anthem Dec 2016
have you ever seen
an army of armed men
go quiet?

there are no riots
that arise from thin air
and some things defy explanation
even if you were standing right there

so keep an open eye
and hang a closed fist
god preaches forgiveness,
but even he would condemn this

so go ahead,
bite the hand that feeds
throw off the shackles that keep
you living on your ******' knees

don't be scared because
you were meant to fly
pass judgement against those
who denied you the right to try

so take a sip for courage
and head out to bring your vengeance
if they are going to accuse you of violence
don't be afraid to act a menace.
Anthem Dec 2016
and i find myself wondering
how i would react on a sinking ship
would i reach for someone to hold?
would i look for a bottle of whiskey?
would i bash my fists and gnash my teeth
would i cry out and curse the sky
would i allow my tears to slip into the sea
and give to the grip of the grave that's reaching out for me?
or would i accept my fate with a smile on my face
content as it slipped beneath the waves
Anthem Dec 2016
i sat in church
only to find
the devil at the pulpit

i went to the club
and happened to see
an angel on the dance floor

i've heard that god
is always listening
but i've seen the devil
and his arms were wide open
Anthem Dec 2016
standing on the edge
soaking it all in
while i think about
yesterdays surgery
and what the results mean
it looks real, tastes real
feels real, but
i'm too tired to appreciate
despite all that's created
i'm still so lost
and i want to believe
that the way i am doesn't
have to be the way it is
why can't it just be how i wanted?
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