Silent skills
with never ending quills
writing only bending wills,
running to the violent hills.
The feet with which I walk upon,
jump up from the ground
warmed by the sun
I will come undone.
So I’ll break through the lies
of the unsatisfied
drop a verse so superb
they use my name as a verb.
But, the skill is a curse
ordered words construct my own hearse
And, she doesn’t see me,
knows one name but I’ve got three
I guess I’ve got to be free.
Introduce me to myself
leave the sappy stuff on the shelf.
It’s hard not to die
when you’re not living to heal
but living to survive.
So sleep away now
dream your dreams
sleep in peace.
This lifelines marred by the crease.
Now to carry on,
words spoken meaning gone.
Heavy head holding heartless hope,
trying times taught these minds to cope
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 11:20 AM UTC
Silent skills
with never ending quills
writing only bending wills,
running to the violent hills.
The feet with which I walk upon,
jump up from the ground
warmed by the sun
I will come undone.
So I’ll break through the lies
of the unsatisfied
drop a verse so superb
they use my name as a verb.
But, the skill is a curse
ordered words construct my own hearse
And, she doesn’t see me,
knows one name but I’ve got three
I guess I’ve got to be free.
Introduce me to myself
leave the sappy stuff on the shelf.
It’s hard not to die
when you’re not living to heal
but living to survive.
So sleep away now
dream your dreams
sleep in peace.
This lifelines marred by the crease.
Now to carry on,
words spoken meaning gone.
Heavy head holding heartless hope,
trying times taught these minds to cope
