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I keep digging,
deeper into this hole,
and the further I go,
the more I die.

It's like a I'm digging,
into my heart,
and I can't dig any farther.

I rip out roots,
I rip out rocks,
no matter how much it pains me,
I just can't stop.

Something inside,
is melting me away,
from the inside out.

Do you know me,
know my name?
Do you see me,
going insane?
Reach out to me,
ease the pain.
Just don't let me die here.

Deeper and deeper,
into the flesh,
it's such a mess,
a beautiful one.

I'm in too deep,
there's no way out,
but that's not what,
I care about.

Somewhere down here,
somewhere inside,
I am alive,
buried alive.

Blind emotions,
hold up my mask,
and it's sown to my face...
it's sown to my face...
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Broken will leaves me,
shattered on the floor.
I know I'll get back up,
but I can't take much more.

Eyes are grey and they,
can't help but water.
My legs quiver as I,
wonder why I bother.

My time here isn't long,
it's here and then it's gone,
so why do I keep fighting on.

For my mother,
for my father.
For my brother,
and my grandmother.

For my friends,
and for my family.
For my kids,
which I've yet to see.

For my dog,
and for my neighbors.
For all these people,
they are my saviors.

They keep this heart,
from stopping short.
They show my life,
has some worth.
They are my heroes.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Nothing comes in a day,
instant gratification, the American way.
Give it to me
give it to me now.
I'm not waiting.

It's our new way,
we won't take no for an answer.
Make it quick,
fry it,
whatever it takes.

I'll ingest whatever it takes,
to make myself skinny by show time.
My interests are in a woman,
that I can get to love me by the end of the night.

There's always tomorrow,
but no one wants to wait that long,
when we can get what we want,
almost instantly.

Instant gratification,
more of a mind set than an actual need.
But we love to feed,
our impulsive behaviors.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Sky glassed with pink,
makes me wonder,
makes me think.
How big am I?

In a lifetime,
how bright,
how bright will I shine?
How big am I?

Is there a place,
either here,
or in space,
for me?

What good am I?
If only I tried.

But nothing goes unknown,
except the vast planes of mother Earth,
the deep caverns and crevasses.

So when will I,
shine bright?
When will I,
have my time?

God only knows,
if God even holds the cards.

So I will wait,
staring at the glassy pink sky,
wait for my time,
for my moment.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Quiet remains the room,
with paintings on the walls.
Silent is the tomb,
in which I lay in unrest.

Leave no stone unturned,
in search for sacrifice.
Live and die by word,
is to live a life of love.

No questions please, I'm a dancer,
some of the best questions,
go unanswered.

And so I will be,
what I am.
And so I will do,
all I can.

And so I will feed,
you by hand.
And so I will teach,
you to stand.

Delivered by love,
I will send you.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Catacombs of my lives,
deep and dark inside,
penetrate my awful mind,
stick the needle in deep.

I feel you in my heart,
the venom stings and burns,
but still my heart yearns,
when will I learn?

I hope you understand,
I did this because of you.
Don't mistaken it for an accident.

Breaking the bonds,
the world is collapsing from the inside out.
What's the fuss about?
You made me do it.

Demons unleashed,
from the bottomless pits of hell.
So tolls the bell,
you made me do it.

Nothing here,
is something there.
But I don't care,
you made me do it.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
All my life,
I've been in pain.
All of this life,
drives me insane.
In the aftermath,
nothing has changed.
Walking this path,
I'm my own bane.

Where do I go?
This life has led me nowhere.
Does anyone know?
Why do they all stare?

All my life,
felt like a fool.
All of this life,
has me losing my cool.
In the aftermath,
just a cesspool.
Lies and hate,
I lose the duel.

Where do I go?
There's no guiding light.
Can't take it slow,
or else I'll lose sight,
of the future,
of myself.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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