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Let's Hold Up Our Glasses And Make A Toast

Here's To The Liars,
The Cheaters,
The Hatrers,
And The Women Beaters  

Here's To The Feet Draggers,
Body Baggers,
The Backstabbers,
And The Joint Draggers

Here's To The DUI Kills,
People Tryin To Keep It "Trill",
People Who Don't Reach To Pay The Bill,
And To The People Who Need A Refill

Here's To The Governments Killing Their Own,
Here's To Telemarketers Who Blow Up My Phone,
To The People In My Life Who Keep Breaking Me,
To That One Boy With A Heart Cold As Stone

Here's To The Chemistry Tests,
Being Enternally Upset,
Enternally Recked,
Here's To The People Who Scream In My Face

Here's To All The Pain,
Heres To The Knifes Which Have Cut A Vein,
To All The Guys Who Just Wanna Piece Of ***
Heres To All The People I Dread In My Math Class

As You Can See.. I'm Not Even Holding A Glass
Sorry For The Language, Just Tryin To Think Of Rhymes:)I Tried To Make The Format Look Like A Bottle On A Coaster So You Could See I Wasn't Holding It:)
I
    Am
            Tired
                    Of
                          Humanities
                           ­                     Arrogance
                                                                ­    I
                                                         Have
                                               Lost
                                                         Faith
The Song Of Loneliness Whistles In The Breeze,
Soft And Gentle, Make It End Please,
The Broken Recored Of Misery Repeats Your Name,
Sadly This Record Is Stuck On The Needle,
A High Status Of Fame,
My DNA Entwined With That Of The Divine,
Yet I Am Cold And Alone,
Haunted By Ruthless Demons Nipping At My Nape,
I Sit By A Frigid Glassed Window,
Paned By My Tears Of Pain,
I'm Sick Of Awkward Conversation,
And Honestly I'm Terrified,
Because The Sound Of Your Rhythmic Breathing,
Becoming Closer,
Is Chilling To The Bone,
And I Can Already See Your Face In The Stands,
Because I'm So Broken,
And I Am Distraught,
Because I Can Already Hear The Sound Of,
The Music Of Misery
I Have So Many Words I Wish To Say,
To Describe The Way I Feel,
Yet I Think I'd Be Describing It The Wrong Way,
I'd Have To Disect Them--Tear Off Their Peel,
My Days Are Lifeless, As A Danceless Ballet,
I Am Hopeful Yet Lost, Needing A Spin Of A Prayer Wheel,
So That's Why I Walk This Worn Past, Wanting To Stray,
Stray To The Less Traveled Path, Just To See How It Feels,
A Path Where I Wouldn't Have To Be Ruled And Obey,
Where Life Would Be Kind, And Keep It's End Of The Deal,
Where Nature Would Be My Friend--Where I'd Lose Count Of Days,
Where I Could Soak In Every Shade On The Color Wheel,
Where I Would Sit In A Bed Of Flowers And Watch Them Sway,
But Sadly I Cannot Live In That World Which Seems So Ideal,
I'll Just Have To Wait, Till This World No Longer Needs Me,
Till The End Of My Days
I'm Tired Of The Same Routine... Weeks Sluggishly Crawl By, Yet Time Goes By Horribly Fast, I Can't Put My Thoughts Into Words, Which Means I Cannot Do Them Justice
GOOD*  Time
Bad
Time

HEART

NO TIME

HEART

NO TIME
*
AT ALL
Ashes falling from the sky
Fight we do, our soldiers die
Their families hurt and cry
Release they're souls and let them fly

Damnation settles on us
We cannot fight we will not fuss
We are forbade to endulge in lust
we always seem to lose our trust

We stand and pledge to a flag
But the words repeated seem to drag
Unwillingly my heart sags
Death and I playing tag

In the end I had to fall
I fell to save them all
The jump was high, so tall
The angles sang I heard them call

Cages built of bones
House built of stone
In the firey world I was alone
All my sins , I'd been condone

But death wasn't scary
                             Anymore
Strong Jaws Jar My Heart,
One's Of Demons--Slowly Tearing Me Apart,
The Sound Of The Rip,
And The Sight Of Blood Drip,
Does Not Bother Me--No,
I Start To Cross That Lonely Road,
And The Memories Start To Flow,
My Attention Is Not On My Own,
                        Fate,
I'm Upset You Still Live There,
Not In This City--But In My Head,
You Just Wanted To Put To Bed,
Your Diseres--Twisted That Must Be,
Do You Even Think Of Me?
I No Longer Care--I'm Part Of A New Pair,
And I Will Avoid Your Sister's Stone Stare,
Though Within--I'm Still Picking Up The Pieces
I May Snarl At You--With Straight Angry Teeth,
I May Smile--Though I'm Not Okay Underneath,
I May Believe--Though I Think The Future's Bleak,
And I May Act Strong--Even Though I Am Weak,
I Will Lie--Only To Keep You From The Truth,
And I Am Glad I'm Caged--I'd Get Hurt If Loose,
I Am Glad I Can't Fly--Because I Know I'd Fall,
I'll Act Fake--Because I Want To Impress Them All,
I'll Write Music--Because I Am In Pain,
I'll Drink Bleach--Because My Insides Are Stained,
I'll Be A Different Person--For Everyway You Think,
But I Wouldn't Impress You By Taking A Drink,
I May Act Fake--But In Ways You Are Too,
It's Just A Way--To Cover Symptoms Of The Blues
Tired Of Being Called Fake
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