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3d
Spill the secrets that overload your very soul,
Don't let yourself lose all of your self control
Broken vessel, I'm just an empty hull Can't stand the sounds of these thoughts, I gather
until they rattle on around inside my skull....
I wish that this pain would just subside
What am I going to do next?
i can't decide                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
In the very heart of me,
parts of me
have already died
increasing are these intrusive thoughts
that frequently turn to suicide
Keep all my feelings shoved way down deep inside
I don't know what a happy life
could actually provide
washing over me is this crimson tide
So its mine
all my emotions have been long since denied
Tell me why that you seem to be so taken back.
I wasn't going to make it out unscathed,
but my integrity mostly still intact. Distract, my chest heaving,
from back to back
full blown panic attacks
From my soul,
I felt my power drain,
everyone, I once knew,
nothing but a fading crimson stain.
God please forgive me
for all the dark thoughts I entertain
My grief masked by words that drip with much disdain
An addict ruined pretty much from the start
relying on the wisdom
other's seem to unknowingly impart
Eternally stabbing myself
with jagged bits of my broken heart turned off all this emotional crap
a long long time ago
colder I am just that much more corrupt
the older that I grow
so somehow spun it was
out of all these **** tales of woe
All that's left now are the smoldering embers
from the fire once
warm and all aglow
keep in mind
that i'll cut you
from ******* appetite,
the flames inside
seemed to just ignite
This familiar feeling
seems to stir
as it also seems
to excite
looking in from right outside
as if I were stuck
knee deep in my kryptonite
After all the things
that had been sacrificed
Dissatisfied by the
very changing price
on your host you tend
to feed like a parasite
Anger erupting
exploding just like dynomite
so go ahead and dunk me in formaldehyde
bury me only by candlelight
despite all my pain and sorrow,
I'll somehow be alright
We roam on like we are all blind, with my very soul
I outpour
every word that I write
If you want my advice,
keep in mind
everyday I feel a little less alive
High at times
usually hiding in the shadows of these dark rhymes
An unseen evil remaining hidden behind,
the tombstones,
in this ancient graveyard of mine Really was it that big of a surprise to find,
That to shine, I would usually rise Because when push comes to shove  I can have no choice but to survive
Explicit
Written by
Vanessa Miller  45/F/Texas
(45/F/Texas)   
24
   Immortality
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