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Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
I've walked miles in these shoes
Not many destinations were places I'd choose

Hard to say exactly who I was back then
When footsteps disappear in the sand

A mirage of an oasis in the distance
More like a long ago wish

I can never shake this feeling
That I'll ever truly obtain an outlet

So I just type out confusing puzzles
In order to get out feelings in words

Just to explain who I am in a world like this
It is what it is
Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
Broken, battered and bruised but still
walking down this path , of course you'd choose....
Yes, you came for some advice
I faced you away from that abuse
Yet you'd rather be a tool
Instead of treasured, only used
Reached to save you once again
But you slapped the hand I lent

Pity is a fools reprieve....
Naivety is a strong belief
Your god was never heaven sent
A false idol by which you've bled
Your god was never heaven sent
You've wasted life on a broken wish

Every time you told me no
Every time you stayed, I failed
It was in the way I loved you
In these wasted steps I took, I felt
That I would always burn in hell
The promises that you would leave
Were always my fool's.... reprieve...
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For anyone who's ever known a friend or has been in an abusive relationship and either never listened to the chances to get out, or ignored them until you listened.

Inspiration : Sober by Tool
Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
My love is.....skeptical.
My love is warm.
My love is the sun behind the clouds. My love is a drizzle before the storm.
My love is the breeze in the air.
My love is that wave of nostalgia.
My love is the boom of thunder.
My love is what makes your heart beat faster.
My love is an explosion on a race track.
My love is a 10 car pile up with hours of delay.
My love is war. My love is peace.
My love is icy winter.
My love can melt.
My love is yours.
Clearly about love. Lol.
Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
I'm the kind of ****** you would be if you didn't have distractions, see?

A dedicated glutton
as the feast is always full of things that make it hard to breathe
and sleep.
I really, don't know.
Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
I see the sun
I see the sun......again

When the wind blows
When the wind blows, I smell you

Overcast, my emotional weather
I thought it would always last
I thought it would never pass
Couldn't break free,I was stuck in the past
And all the advice I was given
I crumbled it up like wasted flyer paper
Fell out​ somewhere between my hand, pocket
And garbage cans
Couldn't move these clouds if I tried
Shadows and rain falling only on and around me
Kept my head down to keep the water out my ears...

Just kidding, they were tears

Cuz who am I fooling
If I wasn't overthinking my next step
I was contemplating sui...sin...

Till a light.....shined



and I
I could see the sun
I could see the sun again...

I looked up and saw you.
A lyrical interpretation of swinging from a dark mood to a lighter one.
Hopeless Outlet Jun 2018
Absence is a way to remember me
I wonder if that's just what you think

Your actions tend to get a reaction
Shocked when it isn't what you expect it to be

Think about it all
Before you blame it all
On me
Can't see you're in the wrong
Thinking it's okay for this to be

Contrary to popular belief when I speak on these things
I know the world doesn't revolve around me
Just kinda tired of the come and go folks.
Hopeless Outlet May 2018
It takes a certain type of moodset
To create anything worth catching the eye
And sometimes....
Sometimes I just don't wanna dive too deep
Because the depths are where the treasure lies
And the darkness is terrifying.
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