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Here I am waiting, wishing for this fog to lift

The light has been stolen from this visage

And day turns to eternal night as this world makes a shift
With the disappearance of hope and life in this image


And how I weep and how I sob at the thought of what awaits 

The deep, dark depths of all I've longed

Has now mend the wounds that throb
And uncovers the truth that has me wronged


Maybe the darkness will be the glue 

To hold me together, to give me false life

It is easier and kinder to myself to just give in to this wind that away blew

All my sorrows and worries that cut like a knife
As I drift in the middle of this body of water

This vast abyss reminds me of our time on the earth


The waves unpredictable 

Yet you can see them coming


The sun cool at first

But then grows hotter

These people that either give you hell or give you help


This storm of bad fortune

Makes the waves grow taller
And the people grow smaller


As they go away to their shelters to leave you at sea

Because when this place is at it's worse

That's when you are left alone 


That's when you must fight the wind and the waves all by yourself 

To get back to where you belong
I discovered this:
One cannot snap the cord between the heart and the mind
without losing their sanity
Because if the heart tries to correct the brain
Then the human will fail
And if the mind tries to correct the heart
The human will fall apart
Dead
That’s how I am
That’s how I live
That’s how I know
Of the people who roam this ground
Who feel the same as I
All you do is look in their eyes
Then you will surly see
The distance
The dimness
Set there
And you will now know
Of the people
Who roam this ground
Dead
Living lives two places wears my soul to thin.
It's getting to be too much; my eyes don't moisten anymore,

as I run from the monsters lurking in the floor
Of my beaten heart 

that's been ripped apart



All these voices inside my head 

Are enough to push me off the edge


And as the fiery sun slips over the curve
,
and rays of golden sunlight grow dimmer; I observe

:

The deep ocean of the night
Grow with no light


And the shadows come alive

bringing monsters as they dive


Into the window and through the door

Out of their hiding places returning nevermore


As I tremble, and I shake 

because I know I'm in their wake
Once again I dread this time

But I secretly enjoy their company
And that is my crime
I found a reason why I might be in so much pain:

I feel everything very, very deeply

Emotions, people, and places overwhelm my brain
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