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Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
Sometimes i feel ashamed
just to be around when i get
              Doubled Over

Other times I don't seem to mind
all the faces show no signs
             Of implication

im locked between the wall and gate
I can't see much further then
                 The clearing

This time I've tried the dream
it was grey and only pulled
                  Me further

Won't you wonder where we've been
when it all comes
                 Crumbling down

Never mind, we won't see that
we are blinded by our selfish
                 Avid quest

We see it falling through the cracks
we see it bouncing off their backs
thats how its done

We hear the echo through the walls
We hear the babies down the hall
thats how we know

They feel it crawling down their throats
they feel it burning in their guts
thats how we won
Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
So I slip away,
Turn off the lights
drown out the sun
let me slip into your skin

A sense of rejection
is no more soothing
then watered lung
But not within your skin

Where do we turn
to form the bonds of friendship
like an abscessed sore
tearing at my thigh

Overnight it seems
the world has become colder
the outnumbered lifeless limbs
are subject to the void of disregard

So I slip away
from the random ******
and I slip away
from an accute suicide

Winter has rolled around again
my shifty eyes will sting
Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
I'm drifting from your flourescent smile
the time machine is catapulting backwards
You are receding the shoreline
The undertow is dragging you to sea

We are scraping from the nerve
The only sense of reason
child bone and marrow

I'm sifting through your cold dead corpse
thinking of your eyes lifting myself further
I'm in to deep way over my head
breathing in their fluid,
Choking I'm your king

So I left you there
it was better for you
You have the stars now
you are in open space
Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
My vision is soundproof
you cant hear it at all
my words are a lame horse
they don't make movement
The sound cycle trickles
downward and through gutters
Only to create the illusion of a clear image

More like broken glass
or a thousand furry fibers
I am awake.... I think

Take one step forward
Wrap two hands around twisted ankle
Gently place foot on throat
Now put all pressure on windpipe
Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
Escape on that day, I went anywhere
                                     I make motion

Tripping
my head is in heaven
We speculate and make our choices
It's time to crawl in
fall through loop hole
and make that choice

Climbing through
on backstroke on pigeon wing
this **** is thick
It's gone further, so much further
Then it ever should have
It's heavy
comes crushing
makes clear it's intent

Strongwilled,
Overwhelming....INSANE

Clearly I just cannot think harmoniously
Matthew Walsh Aug 2015
They don't ask me
so I'll take a guess
sometimes it hurts,
and sometimes it just....

Could it be so easy
to smear my life
from wall to ******* wall

I'll take my chances
with the cold, and bitter faces
that show no signs of life

Just play your turn and take a swing

I'll take my chances
with the dead and dieing faces
that show no signs of ever returning

That's where I'll lay

— The End —