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Holding on
to what's left of my dreams
it feels like nothings ever quite like it seems.
Waiting for
the day some one will come and say
take my hand, and let's run away.
Hoping for
the one who will be true for once
I'll know it when I hear her say my name
Every time
that they do, I think its something new,
but it always ends the same.
I Look For Comfort, But I've Found None.
My Relationships Are All Undone.
I Drink Alone Now Just For Fun.
I Sit And Wait For The Sun.
Every day
has it's dawn, and it feels so long
when you're all alone staring out at the rain.
Every time
that the sun comes back around
I feel a glimpse of hope, pulsing through my veins.
Hold my Head
up to the sky, and I wonder why
I can never find someone like me.
I Hope Someday
that I can say that I am happy,
without wearing a false smile upon my face.
I Look For Comfort But I've Found None.
My Relationships Are Left Undone.
I Drink Alone Now Just For Fun.
I Sit And Wait For The Sun.
this is the emptiest bottle in the world.
she can't take me home,
when I want her to,
but I loved her like I've loved no other girl.

the whiskey goes down smooth when I'm alone
I'll drink away my shame,
then drink away my pride,
and this bottle will be here when I get home.

but it's the emptiest bottle in the world
what I wouldn't give,
for just another sip,
I'd love her like I've loved no other girl.

alone now once again... I could have guessed
waiting for someone,
just me and my old friend,
the bottle in my hand keeps weighing less.

I need a pair of arms to fall into
I haven't found her yet,
I don't know when I will,
so I'll drink until my dream girl will come true.

I'll take another drink to pass the time
I wish that I had someone,
who would take a drink with me,
The Bottom of this Bottle is on my Mind.

This is the Emptiest Bottle in the World
I know she can't take me home,
when I want her to,
But I loved her like I've loved no other girl.
i felt a real feeling as my heart turned from healing
to a sickness so real that it dripped from the ceiling
sealed fates and doorways, i felt my skin peeling
and it felt so revealing
     ...it felt so revealing
i felt a doom creeping in with the moon, looming
like the gloom soaking up all the air in the room
it was moving in too, blooming like it was due
and i still had no clue
     ...i still had no clue
this torture brought forth fortresses of remorse
so coarse my pores filled with fear and with force
and the doors stored more still yet to explore
but it came from what source
     ..it came from what source
my thoughts fell through hell to break out of this shell
i felt my cells tell me something fell through the well
i knelt down, felt around and was not where i dwell
could this be something else
could this be something else
i felt death as it crept into my bed as i slept
and i felt the cold sweat building up on my neck
as i wept and i felt like i took the next step
and it felt so adept
     ...it felt so adept
and to my surprise my eyes widened in size
disguised lies and flies buzzing silenced my cries
as i try to find why beyond files and sighs
i am lost in reprise
      ...lost in reprise
the parting of dark arts and of blind shopping carts
we throw darts at old hearts and hark pointless remarks
we barter with charts of love broken apart
and we're back to the start
     ...we're back to the start
it's lost all its meaning either fleeting or leaning
the towers bleed first feeding greed with their weaning
breeding keen seeds all teaming with loss and still reaming
but maybe we're just dreaming
    ...maybe we're just dreaming
the haze fades to gray, raves and won't float away
braiding fame, combing banes into fake lion manes
raining plague upon grains until no plain remains
and it's always the same
     ...it's always the same
what you do is too crude to let life ensue
it takes truth to break through the new sky that you drew
you flew it out to the new coast and blew it up too.
now there's nothing to do
      ...there's nothing to do
again i felt death creeping in as i slept
the bitter cold sweat building up on my neck
as it swept through i felt like we took our last step
the world took its last breath
            ...it took its last breath
death has whispered softly to me
a sonnet painful and true
i know that there is nothing
that i can say, or i can do
i only hope that life itself
is just some sort of cocoon
and once our broken body's spent
is when we really bloom

death has smiled softly at me
a mouth of crooked teeth
i squirm below the swinging axe
in hopes to slide beneath
slowly inching closer to me
knowing what will be
to spend my time with friends of mine
is good enough for me
to laugh and play throughout the day
is good enough for me

the coincidence of being born
among such perfect friends
is so much more than i've asked for
so i'll enjoy it until the end
death has lingered softly in my
presence all my days
i see his face still leering at me
visible through the haze

although he walks along my side
i will not say hello
for he will wait to initiate
until its my time to go
his presence offers comfort to me
it seems so strange to say
but knowing he is waiting
motivates me day to day

i refuse to lose this path i choose
to get lost along the way
i'll let laughter and love soak up
every second of my day
i will not spare a moment for
the things i don't enjoy
i'll give my dreams the freedom
they need, to keep my hands employed

and when the time does come
for death to stop and say hello
i'll greet him with an open hand
and say i'm ready to go.
i misplaced my trust in you, i know
when you said you loved me it was just for show
the last words you wrote to me were...
so cold
as i lay alone now in my bed
your words still trapped inside my head
this bitter loneliness is...
so cold

when i found the letters that you left
i read them with a heart full of regret
maybe i'll learn to let it go
some day
you stitched your name across my heart
and with the threads you tore it apart
i will dig up the pieces
some day

i can still read your letters under my skin
i finally learned just to turn away,
but in the end i guess you win,
i can still see your letters under my skin.

you branded me with your sorrow covered handcuffs
and you've lost the key to your own heart
if you can't love yourself, how can i expect the answer
to be somewhere within, This was Hopeless from the Start.

i finally learned just to turn away,
but in the end i guess you win,
i still see your letters under my skin
i still read your letters under my skin.
I gave you a place to call home
so that you wouldn't have to
go through life alone
          from my Head
                         to my Heart
                                       to my Soul
my Hands can't take back what you Stole

Because I gave you a brand new Beginning
which I thought that you had sought from the Start

and I gave you my whole ******* Heart
you just Played it, and Broke it, and Tore it apart.
Take a seat.
You can't Control the World,
it's spinning beneath your feet.
            So Step aside,
and let the grass grow
in between the concrete.
Because the Pavement isn't what feeds the world..
             It's Sacrifice.
                         It's Cold as Ice.
A Documentation of Greed..
and A Depiction of Endless Mouths to Feed.
            The Human Race,
The Perfect Disease.  
            Spreading like weeds.
Planting their Seeds
            Wherever they Please.
They've taken the land.
             They've taken the Seas.
They've left your Roots No Room to Breath.
    And now they chop you down
             on to the ground.
And watch you fall without a sound.
To them you’re just another useless resource,
       finally found.
so take the Blame..  
               Shame your Name.
you made a Mistake,
               you Got in their Way.
You planted yourself where they want to play.
                  So their going to take your life away.
and Displayed upon your grave, they'll let the concrete waste away.
and Catch a glimpse of this decay.
and no one will ever know
                         it's your remains...
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