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May 2014
Haven't been since this hole in my chest
Tried to silence the wind with a vest
but I still hear the buzzing of those timeless gears
It still might.. no, maybe not. So I'm still filled with fear

Why am I here plagued by my buzzing ears
all but abandon is allowed, but my heart is searing with it's song
So where am I to go, some aimless throw to put off the sounds
while I'm still crushed by my bounds
it's a pointless question so now I've made up my mind to disappear

Running time overwhelming rhymes shove them in my eyes
Colors bright and dark forget my stark alignment
so I laugh until I've dried up my honest hide
It's still a wave of dead peace outside my basement

Why am I here plagued by my buzzing ears
all but abandon is allowed, but my heart is searing with it's song
So where am I to go, some aimless throw to put off the sounds
while I'm still crushed by my bounds
it's a pointless question so now I've made up my mind to disappear

Cults and jewelry are starting to dissolve.
Nathan Burgess
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