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Break me down to battered bones Then stake me through my shattered heart No wounds you could inflict are worse Than ways I've torn myself apart From sleeping with my restless guilt Awoken by regret To wasting memories away Whilst drinking to forget Then fragmenting my sanity To diamond shards of pain So come and take a stab at it I've tried before in vain Eviscerate my rotten guts I've spilt them more profuse   Asphyxiate my toxic breath I'd help you tie the noose Bury me alive with not But shame and solitude Spit upon my unmarked grave I would not deem it rude For in this dying world I bore The weight of all enslaved Yet wore Grim's cloak of darkness as I reaped the ones I craved No angels reached my Heaven's heights No demons breached my Hell Both gates remained forever locked Inside my mortal shell Imprisoned in Pandora's box No deities designed No creator gods explained The chaos of my mind Just made me to discover how To understate depression With all the words I write to you As overkill confession
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC
Overkill
Break me down to battered bones Then stake me through my shattered heart No wounds you could inflict are worse Than ways I've torn myself apart From sleeping with my restless guilt Awoken by regret To wasting memories away Whilst drinking to forget Then fragmenting my sanity To diamond shards of pain So come and take a stab at it I've tried before in vain Eviscerate my rotten guts I've spilt them more profuse   Asphyxiate my toxic breath I'd help you tie the noose Bury me alive with not But shame and solitude Spit upon my unmarked grave I would not deem it rude For in this dying world I bore The weight of all enslaved Yet wore Grim's cloak of darkness as I reaped the ones I craved No angels reached my Heaven's heights No demons breached my Hell Both gates remained forever locked Inside my mortal shell Imprisoned in Pandora's box No deities designed No creator gods explained The chaos of my mind Just made me to discover how To understate depression With all the words I write to you As overkill confession
michael-marchese
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC
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