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aviisevil
Poems
Feb 2017
Parallel void [other side of my happy face]
gathering words to burn
when I have nothing to say
Is it already my turn in sun ?
to shine like a desert far away..
find me an oasis
so I can burn it to the ground
I'm tired of voices
telling me about what's all around
they make me full of noise
all those eyes that feel my pain
and I feel so naked in the ruins
like a star looking for fame again
put me in a frame and forget me
there's only silence in a sound mind
I'm thirsty for an ocean once again
so much to drink when I look behind
let me swallow this world for you
let me be the bad they talk about
I've been here with nothing new
something you said is full of doubt..
and I don't have any answers
if you've been looking through the trash
I have only blood in my poisoned veins
and it'll only cost you your soul to cash
i know you feel I'm so empty
kept clean of your science and that God
somewhere in between you will find
that without a leash it's easy to get lost
and you've never been in a home with no walls
where rotten insects infect your imperfect mind..
every day is like finding yourself with no skin, nothing at all,
only an empty screen to remind why the unworthy world is dying
so drink with me and share with me what you've kept inside
the monsters you've bred and that feeling within not yet ready to die
open them for me, your eyes and every scar stretched wide,
let's make a road out from this hell, to a place with blue sky..
because there's no room here for the both of us,
one of us is surely another lie
and I'm not looking into a broken mirror to decide,
it always whispers to me that i can fly
and I don't want to try and fall off from the sky
I'm finally finding myself comfortable hidden in all of these files,
now tomorrow fails to exist and how the time flies
like a fly learning to fly,
i've been wrapped in a circle that has an endless reason to pry
you don't understand me and that's alright,
you don't see what I taste every night while you're asleep
counting the sheep before slaughtering them for a frozen good-bye
in a calm voice
don't put me to sleep yet
I'm still counting everything I was told to avoid,
It'll only probably take a moment and I want to cry,
cry myself to a parallel void.
#love
#pain
#dark
#cryptic
#down
#author
Written by
aviisevil
28/M/india
(28/M/india)
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