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John Mendoza Jan 2019
Like Mr Jekyll & Hyde, I found you when all you did was hide, and though I thought I better off, but in reality it was just a lie

Cause part me thought you died and to fill the void, I drank till I died too like a dark twisted fantasy, I drank till it wasn’t true

But I’ve come to terms that I need you as much as you need me as you and I are one in the same, cause even the darkness has the light to keep it tamed

Without you there is no hope and without me there is no life, without you there is no love and without me there is no vessel, cause in the end we are in this fight together, just like how the day can count on the night to help keep its head on right
John Mendoza Jan 2019
If I’m being honest when I left, though it hurt, yet you still wished me the best, but deep down, you knew I wasn’t coming back, cause life was just something I couldn’t hack, yet no matter how far I ran, you kept calling me back

I figured that maybe, if I made amends to those before I left, I wouldn’t have to pretend to be content, and I could be free knowing that certain things are better left unsaid, yet somewhere down the line, the love in our hearts, and hope in our eyes were lost due to a disconnect

Cause at times we’re too blind to see what we call home, too angry to enjoy what we call our own, while hoping that maybe it’s not too late, to say goodbye, as time continues to pass us by

As deep down, I knew I couldn’t stay, cause the thoughts in my head, always left me feeling worse than dead, so my only option was to flee, like caged bird, who needed to be free

So I looked for any chance to fly away, any means to runaway, but soon I came to see that I wasn’t running from you, I was running from me, although I always told myself, that maybe if I told you farewell, then I wouldn’t have felt so overwhelmed

Cause honestly I’ve grown....
Too tired of sorrow filled eyes, blinded with spite,
Too tired of holding up a heavy heart weighed down by lies,
Too tired of a war torn soul, lost in a disguise,
Too tired of wondering if I’ll ever see the sunrise

Yet as these things haunt me, your love for me never fell through, no matter how many times I withdrew from you,
So I hope that you can forgive me, as I have the strength to see now, what I was too angry to see before
Cause I was never truly alone, as I always had you, my beautiful broken home....
John Mendoza Jan 2019
Somehow I’m still playing by the rules in a world where the only rules left, are the ones that people make up that are constantly changing with the times

Still I continue to fill up, my red solo cup with courage, although I already know that it only makes me sicker, yet I can’t help but feel great as I drown my liver with ******* liquor, just to be part of a world that will forever be bitter
John Mendoza Dec 2018
From the ashes of defeat, I will rise to my feet

With this pen that I have, I will forge my own path

With the words that I speak, I will use them to teach

With the eyes that I have, I will use them to help me see the world that I’m missing

Instead of going numb from the *** to hide from the pain, that dwells inside my brain
John Mendoza Dec 2018
Love will **** us all

What’s a bright sky when you’re dead inside?

How do you enjoy mom’s apple pie when you know you lost your appetite?

When you have no choice but to smile cause deep down, you know you died, yet  you still believe the lie that somehow you’re still alive...
John Mendoza Dec 2018
Ease up soldier, welcome home son, so pour yourself a glass of *** cause your battle is finally over and done

Ease up soldier, welcome home son, enjoy the fruits of your labor and put down your saber, cause every sacrifice has secret price, and willingly or not, you paid yours, with your life

Ease up soldier, welcome home son, it’s finally over, it’s finally done, so let go the hate and the pain that you chase, cause just like this beautiful little rhyme, it’s finally time for you to enjoy your life
John Mendoza Sep 2018
Am I truly even here or am I hollowed out, like forgetful tears, coming down from an empty silhouette, lost to the tune of life’s sweet clarinet

Like a distant memory that was forgotten, throwing no caution cause you know, that your heart is already rotten from the seeds of doubt, growing with from the lies of a false promise

Cause the life you once lived was too meek to even speak, and the life you live now, is too bleak to seek for peace

Yet I wonder if I should stay or should I go, so maybe for now, I won’t ever really know
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