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Justine Jan 2012
Some days,
I wish,
I could,
just disappear.
Some days, man,
I feel so low.
Some days,
I skip around,
looking for that buzz,
that escape,
that something.
Some days,
I think and it gets me;
yeah gets me off that track,
I don't know if I'll get it back.
Oh, no, no, no, no!

I feel the rain,
yeah,
it pours down so hard,
I keep on walking.
Maybe it'll wash away my sins.
(I really doubt it.)
I feel,
yeah,
I feel,
when I wish that it would all just go numb.
Slaving away to find my sanity.
Oh, no,
the drugs will save me.

Sometimes,
just a hit,
just enough,
to keep me going.
It knocks out all the noise in my brain.
Sometimes when I smile,
yeah,
I fake it,
a grin of denial,
oh lord I feel like dying.
Maybe I'll pop,
a couple more,
just a few more bumps,
such a sick little gamble.
Maybe,
but I really dont know,
because,
sometimes,
you say
"I love you. Oh, baby you're my whole world."
It tears me apart,
yeah actions scream while words don't make a sound.
Yeah, oh yeah.


I feel the rain,
yeah,
it pours down so hard,
I keep on walking.
Maybe it'll wash away my sins.
(I really doubt it.)
I feel,
yeah,
I feel,
when I wish that it would all just go numb.
Slaving away to find my sanity.
Oh, no,
the drugs will save me.
Justine Jan 2012
If the tears are falling down my face,
Don't you worry,
I'll be alright.
If the sun in the sky refuses to shine,
Don't you worry, baby,
Even the brighest of stars need to hide away sometimes.
Don't you know that I'm defeated?
I'm losing myself a piece at a time.
When I look in the mirror,
I don't recognize that it's me,
Just a stranger running on empty.
And I feel so used, so beaten, insecure,
I don't know what I'm even doing anymore.
So if you kick me while I'm already down,
Should I even be surprised?
If it happens again well I guess I'm just the fool.
They'll shake their heads with their looks of pity and I told you so spread across their grin,
So if the tears are falling down my face,
Don't you worry.  
I'll be alright.
Justine Nov 2011
Late night fairy tales never told before,
As I drive down a forbidden avenue to arrive at your front door.
Years it seems because years it has been,
Since you held me in your arms and seduced me with your sin.

You're a vision from my past,
I remember oh so well,
You made my body tingle,
A foolish young girl with no story yet to tell.

You seem to be a stranger,
Still exciting as before,
Your words still shock and confuse
To you I fear I will never grow immune

The parking lot love affair we had a distant memory
As we sit and reminince over coffee
I feel like that awkward teenage girl you used to know
With hair in her eyes avoiding your stare.

We talk about our lives
The ones we've loved and lost
We talk about how it used to be
The emotion that seems so far gone

Then you whisper that you love me
I'm not sure if its true
I don't care- tonight I feel so comfortable
Living in this moment with you.
Justine Oct 2011
Smile,
Simplicity.
Words can be overwhelming.
Serenity,
Silence.
Words are not always necessary.
Justine Jul 2011
I don't want to face the truth
Waking up is hard enough when
All I do is dream of you
Where did your heart wander off to?
How can you do this to me?
Slit my throat and left me dying

Too late
Can't play
Jury's verdict is guilty as charged
Wont Wait
Your Games
Are over and nobody won

Locked and buried deep within
The cemetery of my heart
Rose from the dead to tear me apart
All the promises you lied
Did you ever mean those words
Or were you trying to rip out my insides?

Too late
Can't play
Jury's verdict is guilty as charged
Won't wait
Your Games
Are over and nobody won.
Justine Jul 2011
Red
I lay
I lie
I think
I thought
I dream
I wake
I cry
I heave
I breathe
I ****
I spin
I soar

the blankets are my reality
they know my deepest feelings
they hide my greatest secrets
they share my every thought

red means passion, hate, and love
red is my best friend
red surrounds my every move
its the energy that makes me tick
red is the color of my yearning
the blood that pumps so soft
red is the color of my blanket
my demon
my existence
my oasis
the endless heartbreak in my song
11/2009
Justine Jun 2011
sink ships with maximum capacity

a crash

baby there is no turning back

you'd wish you were high off of something stronger

your only care leaves you feeling so
...low  

better quality
sharper design

and as the chunks are cut

slip

run and hide

there's no more room left for error when the biggest pieces have already been destroyed

you wish you could control your mind

but you don't remember why it was shaving thinly at the softest layers of your heart

darling, my sweetest friend

this is why i don't do drugs

razor blade nightmares don't create powder dreams

it makes for a bitter reality

a dead feeling that fate wont ever end
Written by me 6/26/2007. Revised 9/17/2010
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