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Conor Cleveland May 2012
I'm done with this pain,
I don't know why I just can't seem to fit,
I'm a hopeless cause on this worldly epidemic,
The rain cannot fulfill my sorrows,
For my heart urns for the wrong thing,
I just can't seem to be happy knowing who I am,
Growing up in a nowhere land,
I just can't understand how I got this way,
Slowly driving myself off to never land,
I feel as if the inside of me has been dieing,
This could be the last nail in my sacred coffin,
Let this be the most dangerous thing that lets me go,
Ill live forever in my secret ways oh so clever,
As I lay as a corpse would,
And listen to the world run rampant in its own filth,
Sounding of the endless treacheries this world must endure,
As I bow down to the world,
I finally understand that I must never be that way,
The way that all humans expect,
Its time to be unique that is the one gracious thing,
That makes us all Human.
Conor Cleveland Apr 2012
As my feelings were drifting by,
You took the time to take a hold of my heart,
We would talk for hours and hours to come,
My Mind would be blown,
For it was love at first sight,
It took me by surprise as your hand gripped my hearts wings,
I would have never expected to find love,
I thought I was destined to be alone forever,
But now I have you darling,
~So you can be mine forever~
Conor Cleveland Apr 2012
Come far and wide,
Quickly now as I die,
Let my sacrifice let you see,
The stage is set now,
Watch as they make a mockery out of this,
As I slowly die Ill say my last good bye,
No one can really see what the goal is,
My dream is to spread peace on an world level,
Bringing people together in a utopian slumber,
Let this be the only thing I am known for,
I don't care if I get dragged through the mud,
As long as I know my dreams keep coming,
I looked up to men of greater standards,
My only hope is that our generation can get a boost from the classics,
Let it be know who these classics are,
From Lincoln to Gandhi to King to Kennedy to Lennon, and many more,
Let them be the guide to spread this peace far and wide for the people will see,
Their Eternal Destiny as these men died for the truth.
Conor Cleveland Apr 2012
My eyes are watering,
Ready to start cascading at any minute,
A humble servant to the rain,
I'm sitting here looking at life go down the drain,
I realize that my mind is gone,
I have jumped off the deep end one to many times,
Now ill have an eternity to pay for my crimes,
Slowly my eyes are closing,
The darkness is overwhelming,
As the blood drowns my fear,
My mind has gone clear,
For as I lie dying,
The Sky Starts Crying.
Conor Cleveland Apr 2012
Some times I just break down and cry,
Some times my heart tells me that I want to die,
Let me be,
Someone please rescue me,
I sleep with my poison thoughts,
Even though there so terribly infatuating,
I can only spend my time accumulating,
My melancholy mind,
Setting up a tight bind,
I live to be just so sad,
How did I ever get this bad?,
Am I going mad?,
No this is just my Melancholy Mind
Conor Cleveland Apr 2012
They say that I think I know it all,
But I really don't,
They say that I'm just no good,
I have to live with the fact that I am just not good for them,
They say I am stubborn,
I laugh and say hell yeah,
They say that I am a lover,
And I smile to say,
You got that right,
They say that I'm the father figure,
I can't deny that's the way it seems,
A lot of people call me a dreamer,
That is when I say; You can learn from your dreams,
Some people call me a mistake,
I say you have to make them sometimes,
They say that I am so negative,
Well let me show you positive,
Some call me a liar,
Then I just show them the truth; I love everyone,
That is the reason I'm here.
Conor Cleveland Mar 2012
Following the sounds in my head,
Like a crazed form of schizophrenia,
I talk to myself,
Pleading with the dark as I circle around my self,
Like a vulture scavenging upon the road,
That is where I am on the hot tar,
The road to hell,
New waves of violation,
****** impurities crawl through my veins,
My body is twitching with the sting of the drug,
The drug called life,
In which can set you to the dark,
With nothing not even a glimmer of light from a street lamp,
Only hells flaming pits are developed in your eyes,
As you stair into your demise,
Has your path been set?
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