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Joe Stabile Apr 2012
The whispers came from every dark corner
Every direction
Devouring me
I can’t seem to face the facts
I am trapped by the mistakes
That I have made in the past
But the days keep moving on
I slip into the sea as I beg for one final breath
Just for another chance to share my two cents
They overpowered my every move
What a feeling of apathy can do to such a beautiful mind.
But that mind is now locked away
Until society decides that it’s okay to be one of a kind.

You use the world as a reference point
When you focus on every lie
Trying to make sure that there is a reason to try
But when you’re looking for the answers
That you know you’ll never find
You can’t keep asking everyone else
To come up with a reason to love yourself
You can’t keep making the others happy
When you forget to say what’s truly on your mind

It’s easy to Paint on a smile
When the only thing you’re worried about
Is if the colors will match
When you’re aware that everyone is blind
And if you know that they do
There will always be a single drop of doubt
Because you know,
Oh, of course you know
They aren’t staring at the smile
But the imperfection that is hiding inside
But to mean it is another story
When you can’t falls asleep because
You’re afraid of what might happen in the morning
You’re scared to stop searching for love
In an abandoned apartment building


Another wasted search while you’re cursing fate
For putting in the one place that you have grown to hate
It seems as everyone else has already learned how to grow
At the same time it’s the place that you chose
And will remain being the only place that you will ever know
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
The secret to astronomy
Is to picture little stars
As moments you've spent breathlessly
Awaiting love's accepting arms
That sweet embrace cannot be found
With any other in this town

Her smile shines so blindingly bright
Her laugh defines true beauty's sound
From a distant land beyond the sight
Of that gorgeous face carved within the clouds

What if I said I needed you?
And what if I actually meant it too?
Would it make for a slightly different end?
Where heartbreak's rendered powerless
And deception is a friend.
If only we we're together
When we only seek to find
This world’s forbidden freedoms
And it's endless list of lies

We must not fear death
When time well spent
Brings joy's uncommon case of teardrops
To your unsuspecting eyes
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
The boundaries were broken,
The lines that were crossed now left behind only lies.
This city had now shown its true color.
It’s a reminder to the depths of human misery.
I remember a scene where the smiles were sincere.
The silence that would come so surly through the safety of sleep,
Was replaced by the screams of a stranger.
A stranger who would find no solace from the icy shores.
In a world which wishes to wash away all malicious intent,
The stranger only wanted to find his own way.

Through a wilderness of wasted opportunities.
He sees beyond the surrounding walls,
Straight into the invisible summits of imagination.
Where no power can control or corrupt.
Even in a time before memory,
There was only misery.
The sun now seeps through the silver evening skies;
The foolishness of all stranded lovers
Betrayed again by meaningless ties
Stormed forth with the palpitation of the relentless sea.
Alone in his abandonment.
But Blind enough to see.
Forgotten by all hearts.
Swallowed by a pointless eternity.
Branded with the fiery red passion of a thousand burning suns.

The stranger stretched his hands towards the moon’s reflection.
Lashing out in despair
Another charade, and another man at a loss for words
He clung to his hopes, to his sanity.
It was a necessary evil
His sightless faucets of sorrow were constant proof
To his humanity
To his sincerity
The epitome of pure empathy
Every action, every circumstance,
Forged by bad intentions
Let every star still tell the tale
The distant hearts will forever burn his name
Even as the sky-tears burst upon the breathless world
Cleansing the sepultures of every broken promise
All sense of permanence will be plunged into absence
Under the scrutiny of such a sun, there is no shelter
There can only be enough hope to escape a black tomorrow.
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
I stare; I gaze, but do not conceive
The paintings pure horizon is in the presence of deceit
But please, repeat your outlook
Your pointless dictation of controversy
Disease, you preach from your foul perch
Upon this mound of impatience and matrimony
Your bride is but grievance

Internal rage without reason, but false is the tale
I read the writings wrapped in weakness
Such empty words, wrenched and creedless
I shed silence in a script of declaration
I steal the very breath of this restless plague
Impotence derives from but a faceless fractions cost
The few and the fallen, the tempted and the lost
They all perish at a point
We too, will perish.

Locked in the abyss of conflict

Trapped, forever sinking into the depths
Slowed to a crawl,
From a drop dripped too far
This overflowing vile of greed
Must find a way to be released

Separate secrets reveled, remain so softly undone
Will we ever stop thinking in time to realize we should run?

Neglection’s ghost concealed,
Under the sun
You cannot hide from the sun’s scrutiny from above.
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
I spend my days in Solitude. In Silence
As I try to convince myself,
That it was the enemy that killed her.
But the longer I stare, the more it seems clear.
That secrecy was our biggest Betrayer
And now, this very second.
I reflect my own words
The very ones I had written that now seem so absurd.
Oh yes, how I loved her. But not as a whole.
My mind was a divided one, but never was it dull
One moment, I plead for only her eyes.
And pure separation the other.
I and my lover are tormented
By my contradictory nature.

I apologize for my absolute Ignorance.
For it was not visible beneath digression.
No more do I wish to retain my secrets, my lies.
But I fear it is far too late.
I contain not a single whisper of an understanding other.
Who else would embrace attraction over fear?
It breeds a heavy heart to admit, my search.
My obsession continues still, this very day.
So long I’ve gone without a heart.
But I must not sympathize for my own faults.

My love, if you still seek honesty,
Please stare deep into these eyes.
The story is there, the truth is there
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
I never believed in happy endings
I need blood, I need vengeance
Is happiness not all pretending?
Truth is hopeless, torture is pleasant
The contradiction is tremendous

So just count your greed, count your blessings
As the wealth you hold cannot pay the price
Of a man selfish, and pretentious

So rip your eyes out, send a message
To all who suffer slowly through all of life's death sentence

Why must reality be so boring?
I know. Let’s make a new world!
Let’s write a story!
Filled with agony in its highest glory
Let sorrow stir within the sky
Let there be gorgeous genocide
And honesty can surely be,
An improved term for lies.
I think they all deserve to die my friend,
They all deserve to die.
Please, do not try to help,
You can't earn anything for yourself
And what is the point of effort wasted?
When the world is just a train station
Full of forgotten faces
Joe Stabile Apr 2012
I’ll rip every memory apart to build a mask
Anything to keep the voices away
But the things they give me never seem to last
I just need something to fill the endless space
Something that will answer me
When I’m too afraid to ask
Because my emotions and I,
We’re no longer attached
And every feeling that I express
Ends up always getting trashed

But when I close my eyes to hide
From all the things that tend to hurt
I end up missing you so terribly
And it winds up getting worse
Because every sparkling rain drop
wouldn’t begin to quench the pain
Caused by this thirst

We fought through every barrier and found each other’s hearts
Not even separation could keep the two of us apart
You would call me when you were lonely
And you’d say, “Baby, please come hold me.”
I’d do anything I could to heal the scars

Think of everything you have that holds a meaning
And consider how you’d feel if it were gone.
Although you can’t do much to stop this
There is nothing you could do that would be wrong
But you can play another love song
Through her barred up bedroom window
And hope that she will sing along
Instead of screaming into her pillow
And in the end she’ll remember how it felt to fall in love.
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