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I can't resist,
your **** twist,
your poison kiss,
it makes me die.

It makes my mind,
stretch until,
the end of time,
and burn alive.

Flesh rots away,
the feelings stay,
drive me insane,
but I can't run.

Can't find my gun,
I can't get out,
I am the one,
you called your sun.

I'm broken down,
don't make a sound,
look all around,
no one cares.

They all just stare,
as I stumble,
they all just stare,
as I crumble.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Rotted, spoiled,
like a piece of bad meat.
In need of oil,
like a rusty machine.

Gears won't turn,
fire won't burn.
Can you keep me burning?
Keep my gears turning?

I'm alone,
everyday,
thoughts surround,
my mind in waves.

I don't know,
if there's a way,
to save myself,
from my own hate.

Always fear,
the end is near,
but it keeps turning,
and I keep living,
unwilling.

Crusted over,
my eyes are closed.
There's nothing worth,
seeing anymore.

I just walk this Earth,
blind and empty.
Wondering why,
did God send me?

I need to,
get away,
from this broken,
burnt up place.

If you want,
come with me,
we can leave here,
be set free.

I'm not staying,
in this hell,
I'm better off dead,
than myself.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
This fire's growing stronger,
the temperature's rising.
I'm burning alive,
there's hatred arising.

From the ashes of my charred heart,
comes a pain I cannot bear.
I'm screaming for help,
but no one seems to care.

I'm going to be honest,
I'm not okay.

There's a lover still alive in me,
a fighter, a friend.
But he's drowning in complexities,
and the tide's pulling him in.

This ocean is rising quickly,
I'm struggling to get free.
Every effort to escape fails,
as the water rushes over me.

I'm not okay.

I cannot climb this mountain,
it's taken all my hope.
The ***** is too slippery,
I can't do this alone.

I'm not okay.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Pet
Tighten your grip,
tug on the leash.
Rip out my heart,
and feed it to me.

Don't make me beg,
I'm not one to kneel.
But if you're lucky,
maybe I'll bleed.

Don't think of me,
as a lover.
Think of my dear,
as another pet.

Here for the now,
not for the later.
Life short lived,
then I'm gone.

Then you restart,
throw me aside.
All I'm saying is,
don't expect me to love you.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
There's a door inside,
of my heart,
bolted shut.

No one in,
no one out.

Many before have tried,
to break it down,
to dismantle it.

But no one can,
get inside.

There's a key,
somewhere deep,
inside my chest.

Reach inside,
see what you find.

No promises,
you might be,
disappointed.

When you find,
nothing there.

I'm an empty soul,
a broken promise,
a bad cold.

I'm everything,
you hate.

So leave me,
let me be,
closed up.

I'll open my door,
when I'm ready.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Clinically insane,
on the fritz.
Exploding,
into bits.

Boggling,
my mind.
Don't worry,
I'm fine.

I'm on an adventure,
to outer space.
I'm on the moon,
I'm in your face.

Too far away,
I need my space.
Give me your love,
but make me chase it.

I'm long gone,
but I feel fine.

I'm insane,
but I feel fine.

Lost my brain,
but I feel fine.

I'm long gone,
but I feel fine.

I'm going deep,
under the sea.
Would you like,
to join me?

The waters cool,
crystal clear.
The deeper you go,
the less you fear.

I'm long gone,
but I feel fine.

I'm insane,
but I feel fine.

Lost my brain,
but I feel fine.

I'm long gone,
but I feel fine.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
She
I know she knows she wants to be the queen of the world,
well I'm sorry girl.
Pick another profession,
maybe one with a little less attention.
She's flipping a switch she can't switch,
she's just another bad *****.

Hey,
I say,
turn the other way.

She,
she says,
I cannot change.

I,
I say,
behave with a little more class.
But she doesn't give a rats ***.

She's working and working the runway like a diva,
and trust me, there's no way to please her.
She'll teach you how to fly and help you get off the ground,
just so she can shoot you down.
She pretends you mean nothing at all,
now can you weather her storm?

Please,
don't tease,
don't tease me.

I need,
her love,
just to breathe.

She holds,
my heart,
in her hand.

It's hers,
to take,
a keepsake.

But she,
she just,
won't give a ****.
She crushes my heart in her hand.
She crushes my heart in her hand...
She crushes my heart in her...
She crushes my heart in...
She crushes my heart...
She crushes my...
She crushes...
She....
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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