escape-from-insanity

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

The shirt he wore was splattered with gore,
His shoes were soaked in blood.
He couldn't carry the burden he wore
So he killed her just for fun.

But now every time he looks around
He sees her face, a haunting.
He wants to be a better person now
Cause he finds this hobby daunting.

He's murdered many but with each new ****
He is more overcome with fear.
This thing he once thought was a thrill
He can now barely stand to hear.

He tried to get away from it all
But he couldn't flee its presence.
And as he made his way down the hall
Someone erased his very existence.

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

So Many Tears

So many tears
have swelled up inside of me,
tightening my throat.
I can't hold them all back.

I'm trying to change,
to make myself better,
but in your eyes
I'm just the same.

You think I'm not trying,
you think I don't care,
but the truth is
I cry myself to sleep.

So many tears
are streaming down my face.
Everything I do just makes things worse,
I don’t understand.

I want this sadness to go away,
to feel loved,
instead of feeling
like I'm letting you down.

I know I'm not perfect,
I don't do everything right,
but I don't need you
to rub it in my face.

So many tears,
I’m sick of crying,
of feeling like everything I do
is a failure.
These feelings,
they're not right.
I want to feel your love
lift me up when I'm down.

I want to feel your support
but all I feel is anger
and disappointment
pushing me into the darkness.

So many tears
have stained my pillow,
begging the Father
to take me home.

Countless nights
of wondering how it feels
to slowly fade away
and leave this place

I don't want this life anymore,
I don't want this pain.
I don’t want these tears.
Maybe it’s better if I'm gone....

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

Surrounded by Silence

Surrounded by Silence

I look down at his pale, innocent face,
holding his head in my lap.
Red drops fall onto the snow beneath us
as I stare into his expressionless eyes.
Time is frozen.

Eyes swolen with tears, I watch
as the red dye soakes his shirt.
I wish, for just a moment, he would wake
so I could say goodbye;
I know it's too late.

Slowly, I slip my arms around his limp body
and hold him as I cry into his chest,
wishing I could hear the steady beat of his heart.
What did he do to deserve this?
CLICK.

Looking up, I find myself staring at the metal 'thing'
that silenced the man in my embrace.
I hold him closer, hoping to find a sense of comfort,
for I know the tragedy that is to come.
Everything grows dark.

    *She falls over, blood streaming from the hole in her head.
    I stare for a moment, wondering
    if this was really a necessary action.
    'Eh, what does it matter?' I think as I walk away,
    surrounded by silence. . .

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

The Complications of Life

The heart,
       so easily broken.
The mind,
       so easily deceived.
The soul,
       so easily darkened.
    How can we tell
    right from wrong,
    or which path to take,
                Can we ever truly
                make the right decision?
Life,
        so easily complicated.

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

The Darkness

Tears are overflowing,
a heart is aching greatly
The Human Soul being torn,
Ripped into a million pieces.

The Hope is dying
Despair settling in
to the heart of the innocent.
The Darkness is coming,
extinguishing The Light.

I need to get out,
get away from The Darkness.
But it pulls me closer
I can't escape.

I see The Light,
beckoning me away
from The Darkness,
and I reach out
but I can't escape.

I cry unto The Light
pouring out my soul.
Bring me to safety,
pull me from The Darkness.

I look ahead to The Light
The Hope comes back to life,
saves me from The Darkness and Despair.
The Human Soul is safe
in the arms of Salvation.

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

Troubles of a Teenage Girl #2

What the heck is wrong with me,
I'm really out of my mind.
A billion things that I could say
but just can't find the time.

I never knew it'd end like this,
all broken on the floor.
The only thing I can think to do
is walk right out the door.

A storm of angry words is raging,
buzzing through my head.
But the only thing that's getting out
are words left unsaid.

I need to let it all escape,
but can't force myself to speak.
I just listen to my silent screams
week, after week, after week.

What the heck is wrong with me,
Can't answer a simple question.
All these things running through my mind,
they're feeding my depression.

escape-from-insanity Feb 2013

Troubles of a Teenage Girl #1

A mother shouldn't make her daughter cry
or bring her pain from the ***** little lies
that she tells just to take the blame off herself
from the problems that she leaves all dusty on the shelf.
There's nothing in this world that can compare
to a mother's love, but it’s just not there.
I sit here crying alone in my room,
just want to sweep my sadness away with a broom.

But I'm scared.
My mother’s just not there
for me when I need her.
So I hide away my feelings, an imaginary creature.

Worthless, stuck under the surface,
another girl thinking she's got no purpose.
'Cause home is not a home when I'm getting beat
by the words my mother says, getting stomped under her feet,
Taken advantage of all the time.
I'm just looking for and trying to find
a place of peace and rest
from my troubles and this mess.
Things aren't the way that they seem,
I just want to get up and scream.
I'm all alone in this world...