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Vaguely Blunt and Bluntly Vague-
these are the explanations which i gave-
words too deep for sorrow, i utter from which i made-
i am vague yet blunt, trying to out live this stunt-
Terse, I am called rude, I mean, I am real, Blunt- while I am Vague-
to not indicate the offenders, whom we all see and suffer throughout the day-
I can not disclose my feelings, uncomfortable with their sins-
I tarry quickly to shut the door , before their wickedness begins-
It is not a game, it's real , at least to me-
excuse me if i am rude or blunt or don't make sense because i am vague=
Desolate little landscape, barren little eyes-
empty little soul, blackens out the skies-
nothing left to see, nothing to visualize-
eyes engulf the darkness, bring you to your knees-
waiting for a real man , i'm hiding in the trees-
the takers of humanity , the takers of one's soul-
the takers of my birthright, try to steal my soul-
no one to defend me, my protector was a hoax-
suffocating on the stench, devouring my lifeless, soul less body,
i curse him, that he chokes-
Regression- Confession- Succession of the young-
My hopes- beliefs- are now publicly hung-
The gallows- the hangman- the executioner's head-
the sentenced now lay in the beds that they've made-

I am nowhere-nothing-no one to all-
I am deaf to the speakers- I am deaf to the call-
The call of the wild- The wild at heart-
push me past my breakage-
pulling me apart-

Apart from our mothers, fathering a grudge-
ever so willing, without a nudge-
to convict-condemn to be murdered-
as lambs and sheep to follow-
overloaded with grief- my grief leaves me hollow-
I traveled far and somewhere I died-
I went astray, went missing,
When I wanted to hide-

I couldn't bear the pain-
I couldn't bear any more-
I tried to reach out, but- what for?

No one would hear- not even that they could-
I am no longer able to do what I should-

I could- but,  I could not-

I know about should-
I lie now in the sand-
The dirt under the green and the wood.
Good bye, and I'm sorry that it all ended up this way-
so saddened, so sorry that everything is this way-
you are the one-the one i had hoped would love me forever, and let me love you back-
but You- You are No One- You are Every One to Me - You are No One-
you are Every Thing to Me- You- You are No One-
left for me to love- you are no one- no one to me-
You're all i have- had- wanted and lost-
You and I are No Ones who pay the cost-
the cost of mistakes, one after the next-
without ever healing, life's scars on the soul-
So, good bye and I'm sorry=my heart you stole-
but i imagined it all- didn't i-turned you into a being-
I flooded You with my love- without ever seeing-
that I am No One without you-No On to Love-
I should have figured it out-
I Am No One-
No One to love-
I Am No One To Love
Deadened, darkened-
how weird and alone i feel-
un human- not a person in this society.
I'm a notion,a concept, an ill thought plan.
Scorching the skyline, I ran and I ran-
toward and away from- back and forth-
I Know Faith Without Workd Is Dead-
but I am dead-
working myself full of worth.
ONCE I had a coin, a token bestowed upon me-
Metallic and beautiful; with words it had been forged-
" NO WEAPON FORGED AGAINST YOU SHALL PROSPER "
It made me feel special- It made me feel safe-
even after it was gone with no trace
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