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 Mar 2015 Jesibell arz
blue milk
this feeling in my throat starts to fill every gap and inch and crevice in my body and that lump that sat safely in my lungs has multiplied my body is overwhelmed with this crushing weight this weight you brought over me it takes over my soul and limbs it makes sure i feel every last bit of pain you dispensed inside out of me from the moment i escaped the haunting walls of my mothers womb to the moment i uttered these last words to you all of it flows back through my ears into my brain from cell to cell you brought it back with just one wave of your unforgettable palm i thought that same fist was making me stronger but all you did was hollow me out and crack my bones until you were all i was then you ******* left took yourself and me right out the door what the hell am i suppose to do now?
I can't write tonight,
but I'll force a couple lines
and hope to see revealed
all the answers I'd like to find.
I can't fight tonight,
so I'll sit here and smoke.
If I can't forget my sorrows
perhaps I can make 'em choke.
Just full of strife tonight
and all alone I wallow.
So I'll just grab another,
I'm seeking company in bottles.
I can't write tonight...
i am tired
not for lack of sleep--
no, i slept quite well last night
and i've had my coffee

it's something deeper, something
inherently present, in the
fibers of my skin,
in my tendons, in my eyes.

i am exhausted,
fatiguely by life,
by the noise and silence,
the people, and
the empty rooms,
the light and dark;
by hope and despair

so worn down by the world
that nothing in it can
refresh my mind from the constant buzzing.

i am tired and there are not
enough hours in the night
for the type of rest i need...
 Mar 2015 Jesibell arz
Key
I just wanna see if I got it in me
if I can keep going and going
becus I've been surprising myself
With the new things I keep finding out
thought I knew all of me
some things I knew I was capable of
like love with my all
haven't did that since
well we won't speak of what's gone
but that's the whole point
I'm here, and understanding me
*** we're all lost souls
Til we find our way
I'm some hippie hopeless romantic
made of many galaxies
and there's nothing but star dust being blown off my unventured planets
Just keep shocking myself
and I thought I was finished loving myself
but there's more to love than ever before
and I couldn't be so thankful
for the mistakes I've made in my life
*** they've all brought me to this point
With still many years to come
 Mar 2015 Jesibell arz
Just Melz
There's no hope in a mountain of regret
         Yet,
             we keep on climbing
    And piling it higher
                and higher
     Hoping to reach the top
                Knowing all we'll see
    Is the smoke floating
           from bridges we've burned
     And a  t r  a   i   l
                  of mistakes
   Leading to the lessons
             we thought we learned
     But regret has a funny way of sneaking up on you
            Thinking you're in the clear
     Making a run for it
Then smashing right into
       that MOUNTAIN you built out of fear
    Looking back is easier than looking ahead
           Cause there's nothing left to fear
            If you're *already dead...
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