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Michael Hill Aug 2018
Numbing sends me crashing to pieces,
lungs fill up before I can scream,
light diminishes into darkness,
substance entered but refuses to release.

Colors now white flashes,
blood dips beneath my chest,
nobody's coming i have no contacts,
only my mothers ashes.

In my mind walls keep me bound,
with water soon to drown,
messed up broken needs a fix,
gotta break this glass so confound.

As water starts to over submerge,
a pulse breaks the glass setting me free,
opening my eyes these people standing before me,
weeping a funereal they all have to purge.

Still cannot speak but now can cry,
knowing people actually care,
never again shall I take a substance,
that costed me a near a goodbye.

For this next to me is a plug,
which might end up getting pulled,
even with my eyes open,
without movement they might just be misunderstood.
it's from a song i really like
Michael Hill Jul 2018
Punished misery infused,
little Aubrey misguided disowned,
cursed left alone never engaged,
heard seen comes all end

Crying transcends a wave,
sending madness beyond comprehension,
bodies upon bodies swell in,
as laughter arouses between,

Trapped could hands bound
feeding a plate always full
silence never comes
little Aubrey a beast in carnage
Michael Hill Jun 2018
Black ink melted by the side in the road
tiny puddle trickles along
draining any message or words to decode

Only an unopened box still wrapped in a bow
footprints dug out of dirt just walking away
singing coming from inside brings tears to the soul

Showers bury a gift connected to another
blanketing with fog eerie howl shout from a far
moonlight glows red peeking in written words my lover my lover

Music continues from where It may
still roaming unattached who was or is
Many years to pass will they finally lay
Michael Hill Apr 2018
Watching from a distance,
for devil hands keep me from escaping,
this dead full tide of unhappiness.

One chance failed on my behalf,
lied degraded turned everything to ruble,
why oh why did i let these sins persuade me.

As you suffered after taken the blows,
forced to o see who i truly am,
now i sit watching your endless suffering.

Yet i still cant drop an emotion,
thou sadden inside my heart,
if i ever see you again still can never say I'm sorry.
Michael Hill Apr 2018
Why can't unicorns be real
Why do parents play make-believe
So happy we were as children
Until a rusted locke was uncovered
Slowly anything from our stories we read
Never took us to our fanatasies ever again
now where did our one horned friends go
they were thrown down a bottomless pit
Since our minds would never again accept them as real
to this day it level us in sadness unbroken
Michael Hill Apr 2018
Ever so gently approaching
swinging wing by wing,
ready to feast black bird,
humming herself by a glide.

Suddenly caught in high winds,
unable to land by far,
swoop away from grazing
poor black bird sent away.

Food lays curdled sinking beneath,
Fast coming in dives blackbird,
looking for a feast which has gone away,
left hungry sad and frozen.

Barely able to stand,
feet sinking down down down
fly away black bird fly away,
on the ground she lies poor soul.
wrote this after seeing à blak bird
Michael Hill Jun 2017
Calling life
To pull me out
Gutter trash
I have been drowned

Difficulties are my pain
******* force from with in
Pulling strings forcing me
keeping still downing gin

I don't know why or how
no one sees whats this is all about
Struggling sealed off
Out of time everything and god has shut me out
took me a half hour of thinking to come up with this
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