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 Sep 2015
Crooked Youth
Where is my D-O-G!
Where is my Doggie.

I ask of you G.O.D!?
Reunite me with my best 'Buddy'.

Cos I lost him in The Park today,
& I'm feeling very sad.

I lost him in The Park today,
The best Dog I ever had.
 Sep 2015
Crooked Youth
If you havent earn't my respect.
Then you dont deserve my respect.

Why would YOU expect any otherwise?

I'm afraid that's just,
an unrealistic expectation,
to begin with.
No disrespect intended, how ironic?
 Sep 2015
Crooked Youth
Incapable.
I'm unable,
to function,
amongst them.

I cannot be saved..

Living within this world caught up in technologys embrace.

I exist,
contributing nothing to society,
Like a dead battery.

Incapable.
Useless.

I cannot be saved!
 Sep 2015
Crooked Youth
Drowning in the ocean baby,
Drowing deep within with you.

I never realised just how blue your eyes were baby,
Until we sank into the blue.

Alone to sleep in dark abyss.
Forever..

Together,
Just Me & You.
 Sep 2015
Crooked Youth
I'm going,
to bed now,
to escape,
ever present stress.

And rest,
my head,
upon this,
pillow.

Sleep evanescent,
as Always.

Goodnight...
It's been a Good Night!
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
From the moment we become live,
Death is waiting.

Tracking..
Chasing..

Shadowing us throughout our lives from the sanctuary of darkness.

From dusty corners and darkened alley ways..

He watches, the Reaper waits...

It's all a part of his game love.
Were all just a pawn in play.

While he's,

Waiting..
Debating..

Whether he's..
Already grown tired of your existance.

Comtemplating..

Whether he's..
Decided to end your life, upon this very night.

So live each day as if it was your last, my friend..

Because your time,
It very well may have already run out...
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
I resent the fact that my life seems to have become a constant struggle against Repetition.

I resent the fact that my life seems to have become a constant struggle against Repetition.

I resent the fact that my life seems to have become a constant struggle against Repetition.

Dont let it consume you.
You've simply got to spice it up a little.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
They tell me that if I am unhappy,
I should start to think outside The Box.

I am The ******* Box.

How else do you think i keep all of my problems locked away?

For no nosey nose to plunder,

My head is my treasure chest.

Simply because my thoughts are of value.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
Welcome to the New World Order.

CY02-1019-9321

This is my Serial Number.


Whats yours?

Were all just a part of 'The System' now.

Lambs to the slaughter,
Every last one of us.
It's only a matter of time.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
My mind is lost.
Stranded deep within an ocean swimming with Sharks.

I am out of my depth.
Submerged within the infinite abyss that is my own doubt.

I'm drowning in my sorrow.

Torrential waves of judgement rain down upon me,

I blame myself.

For I am a Tempest,
And I deserve no less.

Eqrilibrium restored.

I ride the tides to wash ashore upon the banks of my self assurance.

Oh, what lies I tell myself.

This island of solitude
Is a frightening place.

But its where I belong...

Because I cast them all away,
So here I remain. Alone.

A 'Castaway'.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
Daydreaming...

Caught up in the reality that is your existance.

Blind to the world around me,
You are all that I see.

You are the sustinance I require to prosper.
You are the air that I require to breathe.

Because I need you.
Just as a lock requires it's key.

I need you.

You are the final piece to my puzzle,
with you by my side, I am complete.

Two souls bound in unison,
finally.

You are all that I see,
You are all that I know.

Forever lost in love eternal.
May our love remain everlasting.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
Your Heart is my Home.
Your Soul is my Shelter.

Your Will is my Way.
Your path, I would take.

I would follow you anywhere.
Become an extension of you.

I would follow you anywhere.
Your property, sold right from the start.

You could have owned me.

But it's not to be...
The deals gone and fallen through.

I've been reposessed, and left homeless.
This was farce right from the start!

My love you do not reciprocate.

Turns out I was a squatter all along.

Occupying a Building,
Left abandoned & decrepid.
A Home without a Heart.
 Aug 2015
Crooked Youth
Wrath
Greed
Sloth
Pride
Lust
Envy
Gluttony

The Seven Sins, I have sinned.

There is no doubt in my spirit that
I am destined for damnation.

But I am guilty of a transcendence far worse. Far deadlier...

Apathy.
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