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Sep 2019 · 142
My Beloved
Brandon Brazel Sep 2019
Mass astray is within the realm;
Deep inside a complex helm.
Does thy think what thou said ist true?
A subtle wind of construe.
Thou words are mixed of different emotions;
For thy only wants the best, thy could bestow.
I love you more than anyone I have ever met. I want to show you for the rest of my life. I will try for you, and I will only show love to you.
Sep 2018 · 250
Stranded
Brandon Brazel Sep 2018
Why do I let you mess with my head?
I’m always laying here clueless in bed.
Trying to think of things I can shred like Zed,
But we know it’s fiction,
That Pulp said he’s dead.
Maybe I should chill,
Pop another med,
But now I’m letting something else put me back in my head.
I’m stranded, lonely, I only know to put paper to lead.
To sum it up,
You ****** me,
Nuff said.
I have nothing to Else to say.
May 2018 · 541
See Girl?
Brandon Brazel May 2018
See girl? You lied through your teeth.
See girl? Right down my momma’s street.
See girl? You lie when you speak.
See girl? I’ll show you how we preach.
See girl? You shy? Man that **** is weak.
See girl? She lookin better in those jeans.
See girl? You ***** and you wreak.
See girl? I’m feelin better every week.
Don’t let someone or something bring you down, look forward, whether it’s a breakup or someone just plain out talking down on you. Be strong, it’s a fight I challenge every morning I wake.
Feb 2018 · 280
Shivering
Brandon Brazel Feb 2018
These days are always chilly,
My temple is shivering frivolously,
These days are going so fast,
But maybe it’s because I’m stuck in the past.
Those days were filled with a smile,
But my brain puts those memories in a file,
Because nowadays,
I’m stuck in denial.
Stuff gets hard, look forward not backward, anatomy shows that Which way you face, you will walk that direction. Stay happy stay healthy, love you guys.
Feb 2018 · 495
Rent
Brandon Brazel Feb 2018
I live in a one bedroom apartment.
Everything is going great until I have to pay Rent.
One day the electricity turns off;
I have no money to put off.
The next day the water turns off;
I have no money to put off.
Then a roommate shows up,
And everything turned off.
This roommate I have keeps me home,
He keeps me awake at night,
Screaming at the top of his lungs,
Begging me to come home.
When I get home I feel alone,
Then he starts to peel the wallpaper off the walls
Like pulling skin off the bone.
This is not home;
This is my home,
And my roommate...
Is depression.
Struggles get tough, keep looking up and admire the beauty in life. Be happy with who you are and talk to someone even if you don’t know them.
May 2017 · 585
Reflection
Brandon Brazel May 2017
When was the last time you took a good look.
Sat in front of the mirror singing the hook,
Of some dark song you heard off a nook.
Which makes no sense because I thought it was a "book".
But who cares you're losing sight,
Of what everyone's talking about; the true "fight".
Starting to realize the futures not to bright,
For some? No for all, because even the biggest have to fall.
Like the leaves on the trees of fall,
This poem is gross and raw.
There's no skeleton to keep its reflection,
In the mirror you continue to look at your reflection
Is that your reflection?
No, because even the smallest have to fall.
Really, life is tough. And I get we have to just let go and move on, but it gets tough after so long of people ******* you over; stabbing you behind the back. Friends aren't friends 78% of the time. Selfishness.
Oct 2016 · 1.2k
The Modern Hipster
Brandon Brazel Oct 2016
The boy fell down the stairs
and on to his head,
to soon find out
that he'd never be "normal" again.
Stay true, for you are beautiful, colors blooming from inside of you.
Brandon Brazel Jun 2016
My eyes are stale
And my heart is black.
I didn't realize I was going blind
Until you stabbed me in the back.
Trust, has gone away, and that's all there is to it.
May 2016 · 1.0k
The Gate
Brandon Brazel May 2016
I've been here a while,
Standing in front of this gate.
It looks more like a fence,
It doesn't make sense..
Here I am, trying to open the door,
When a man walks up with a roar.
Saying I'm nothing more than the ***** floor,
And let me tell you that's a bore.
Because I've done all I can to get here,
Yet you yell at me without a shed of tear.
This fear I have is what I deal with, and all you care about is what you want and deal with.
This is no gate, it's a fence.
Because there's no door,
just a rock in the road to deal with.
It's been a while, and this is what I've been dealing with.
Nov 2015 · 446
Never Forget
Brandon Brazel Nov 2015
This country is filled with hate
Sometimes I wake up and can't even think of the date.
To when we all stopped thinking of ourselves
And remembered to check the expiration
And put all our selfishness on the shelves.
Everyone's given up on our greatest inspiration
Death.
Aug 2015 · 848
Father? Figures.
Brandon Brazel Aug 2015
You said you'd be there
You said that you loved me
You said you would never hit me
But then you pulled off the mask.
I feel many of you can relate, this ones for all of you who put up and deal with this. You shouldn't, but remember you're stronger than he'll ever be.
Jul 2015 · 1.4k
Speeding
Brandon Brazel Jul 2015
Anxiety for me feels much more fast-paced than others, or so it seems.
My mind takes full control as if I were a passenger in a car.
Looking side to side at all the other cars,
They all look the same yet different.
Then we get on the highway and everything changes.
It makes me want to be in a car wreck,
So my eyes can finally see the yield sign,
And my brain can stop going over the speed limit.
Can't help thinking about what bothers us, we have to deal with our demons.
Jun 2015 · 1.0k
Breathing
Brandon Brazel Jun 2015
My heart may be black, and I may exhale corruption, but these scars aren't on my eyes.
This is only the introduction,
To where my future lies.
Breathing can be hard.
May 2015 · 20.0k
Blurry Vision
Brandon Brazel May 2015
If the label on a bottle of poison were more pretty,
More people would choose it over the ugly antidote.
This is a problem we face,
When the vision is blurry.
I can't stand when others say "you don't look like a regular person" as if there is a way we are entitled to look. We are our own selves.
May 2015 · 616
Past in the Grave
Brandon Brazel May 2015
I hate you,
stupid mind of mine.
Why can't you let me go out and shine?
Instead,
You'd rather hold me back in the past.
All I want, is for these thoughts to end at last.
It's hard when you have old memories dragging you down. I wish the bad decisions I've made could stop haunting me over my shoulder, and I could walk with more confidence soon. I'm doing better, but severe depression is no joke.
Apr 2015 · 1.6k
We Are Nothing But Drones
Brandon Brazel Apr 2015
Supposedly, I gave you a horrid tone,
Expressing of one who's "grown."
Maybe if you treated me unlike a drone,
I wouldn't feel so alone.
I feel like I can't even be at home,
Why would you want that for me..
It stinks when you don't have a home you feel welcomed to. I hope no one has to go through this.
Mar 2015 · 2.1k
The Antidote
Brandon Brazel Mar 2015
Having feelings for me,
Is like jumping into a pit of poison.
The only way to survive,
Is if you have the antidote.
But for you, I want to strive,
Because you are my antidote.
Brandon Brazel Mar 2015
That night when lights go out in the house,
And everyone starts to meet in one room and get scared,
because for the time being we think our sight has been blocked.
But the reason I don't move and lay inside my tomb,
to meet you all in the living room,
is because my sight is blocked because of how this is place began.
Hoping that my sight will be recovered,
But everytime I try to leave you start to studder.
And cry begging me "Please don't go! Will you ever return? For I love you oh so dearest!"
My.. I'm not so sure how I truly feel to the deepest.
For my thoughts have truly drained from me like the grains beneath us slowly returns to Mother Earth.
I cracked a window every night just to feel how cool it was outside,
when inside it felt nothing but hot and boiling,
Because every time I was inside I was busy toiling.
Away and away I would go into the depths of thought,
When everytime you all sat at dinner you forgot,
That we were born to truly believe and feel on our own,
But everytime I would share my thoughts you would always say "You're not grown!"
Just because everytime I would bash the throne
For which you sat upon when I was handling something you've thrown in my face.
This house is not a house, it's much deeper than that.
But that's for what you decide, and I'll wait for the replied.
This is a poem that I will be including in a song that my band is writing, hope you enjoy.
Feb 2015 · 2.4k
Poor Little Devil
Brandon Brazel Feb 2015
I wake up every morning to a cup of coffee,
Someone always says something a bit too raunchy.
The first thought that driftly comes to mind,
Just so happens to be a truly fine friend of mine.
I care, though it seemed to sadly tear,
What we had was nothing merely than a dare.
He's been through a lot, the poor little devil,
But I was always there to save him from something civil.
All I can really do, is try and be your true friend,
But it's really hard, when you keep pushing us to an end.
When I go to sleep every night to a comfy bed and tears,
It starts to really bother me, when I notice I haven't been happy in years.
Dedicated to my best friend that hasn't spoken to me since an argument we had, I miss you.
Feb 2015 · 967
Dead Trees
Brandon Brazel Feb 2015
The times where you looked into my eyes,
and I did the same,
when all time was paused for a moment,
I could do nothing but look deep,
and see if I could imagine you with me forever.      
The images were so amazing at first,
but when I kept looking,
within a couple moments,
it seemed that trees were changing colors.    
Looking into your eyes made me realize,
within a few months,
you wouldn't even have the same feelings,
As I have for you.
I know this, because farther down the road,
all the trees... were dead.
Feb 2015 · 674
Not So Happy Times
Brandon Brazel Feb 2015
Help me realize why I'm even here,
Help me stand against all my fear.
It's been more than just a year,
Since I hadn't shed a tear.
When the happy times come near,
You say the things I don't wanna hear.

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