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Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
I’m listlessly restless
It’s not fair
The show
And the crow
Took the crowd
In a shroud
Now I stare

All of these strawberry people
I don’t care
Flavors
Can’t savor
The name
Of blue pain
Don’t you dare

The hatred I feel in the yield
You can’t bear
But I can
And I stand
Upon broken glass
Bristled clear sharp grass
Barefoot skin to tear

I’m listlessly restless
So ugly it’s yet precious
How quaint
How base
Such fate
Worthy of anyone who cares
Call themselves a good person

Listlessly restless
King of the fail
Such sweet painful woe
Begone, the loved one
Onward, set sail
Depression is like a boomerang. No matter how far away it's thrown, at some point it will all come back.
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
We tried it sweet and low.
We tried to step in time.
No one needs to know,
We own the sky.
We run too fast,
For everyone else.
We’ve got nothing else to lose.
We’ve got our strutting shoes,
Strutting down the lot.
And for all else, prepare the noose.
We’ll let them hang down low.
They’ll sink to the ocean floor.
We will be ourselves,
And nothing more.

Now harmony’s locked down,
Everyone’s looking out.
Don’t be too late for the show,
The best in Tinsel Town.
Deep water never drowns.
Our drive for all to know,
Our conquest of this contest.
Stand up tall and dress your best.
Pick your frame.
Write your name.
Glossy black and white pictures.
Love’s the greatest mixture.

This time’s for free,
So sing sweet jubilee.
Soft and sweet by design.
Sweet and low,
And it’s not for show.
You and me,
We can fly.
Dancing in one accord,
Just my type.
Freedom is free
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
Tell me I’m good
You don’t have to mean it
I just need to hear it
Sanctuary is the hood on my big green Sweatshirt
Head covered up
And looking down at my cold bare feet

I’m tangled in my mind
A mess of monthly mistakes
Keep me up at night
It’s on my plate like a sour meal
So tell me that I’m good
So I can heal

Look me in the eye
There’s a refuge in the air
Give me a look
A glance
A stare
Then I’ll meet you there

Free me to the stars
It must be better than here
Please give me a chance
I’ll navigate
You steer

Forever I’d run away
Ignoring my problems
Telling myself I’ll be ok
Why do the words to say elude us?
Following the dark pathway
Don’t know where it goes
Such an unknown future
But we live the life
Until we’re free
Dark to dark
Light to light
Surviving my insecurities day to day
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
He’s crazy
Don’t talk to him
Feed him what he needs
Then he leaks
Like a drug
He’ll make you crazy

He’s loud
You can’t ignore him
Try to run then he gives chase
Then he fades
Like abundant silence
He’ll make you loud

He’s hurt
He’s damaged on the inside
Smile at him and he’ll melt
Down into the sewers of solitude
Until he’s completely gone
You did that to him
It will make you hurt

You’ll hurt
So much
The pain will be crazy loud
I love you
Don't talk to him...
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
Did you know that I would say no?
I only asked for a brief flash
A beacon
A sign
That refusal is acceptance
Now this hatred is mine
The light was bright
An instant of white
I asked for it yesterday
Now it haunts me tonight
Tonight
Tonight is the night of the monster
I slew him once before
Now he plagues me from outside
External at my door
Tonight
I smile?
I die?
Maybe both
Death to the reprobate
One last time, say hi
If I’m to truly live
A piece of me must die
My monster lives forever
With me side by side
All these things I’ve seen and done
Shows me now the light has won
But just one question plagues me so
Did you know that I would say no?
Moving on...
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
What does it mean to cry
When feelings stay locked from the
Surface
Emotions I fear
Crammed into small tears
The tears that I make myself
Forfeit

What does it mean to hurt
When the scars are from those
Who don’t know you
They’ve watched you grow up
And you feel their love
But they don’t know the real you

When I’m asleep I run
Down a path in a gold
And green
Meadow
And someone’s out there
With true love to share
Then I wake in the real world
Feeling alone

Alone
I’m home
That shouldn’t be so
Where’s the log to my fire?
Because I’m working for me
And I’ll never retire

Bring on the thunder!
Bring on the rain!!
There’s no true life
Without some small pain
So I’ll be the thunder!
And I’ll be the rain!!
I know how to cry now
So I’ll work through the pain

If I’m coming alive
I acknowledge I hurt inside
My tribulation brought me to salvation
I had to suffer to write
I don’t need you to understand my plight
Just know that I’m coming alive
I had to suffer to write
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
In denial of the homicidal
In my mind

Who did I ****?
Eternally enveloped in ectoplasmic ethereal Blood
That’s not really there
It returns to the air
There’s no body here
Oh no
I’m empty I
I
I
Wait
He didn’t die

What did I ****?
I can’t possibly be aroused by empty notions
That’s not really true
It remains in the air
And the pieces are here
Oh no
I’m full I
I
I
Wait
Those aren’t mine

I sit and shine
With a smile inside
Fat with the deeds that abide
So say it
Shout it
Scream

I killed myself

Double homicide
I can’t deny
It’s not what you think
The old me long dead
The new me is too
The only me is now
Morning
Night
And noon
Every day I live, and every night I die. Then the next day comes around and the process starts over again.
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