Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
l-smidaPoems
Silverstein, Linkin Park, and Drop Dead Gorgeous Bands that turn my blood to sludge It moves like molasses through my veins Slow and painful My heart bursts from the build up Lyrics that speak in a spell Curse my soul and pierce my eyes with tears Sickening my rotting guts Clever perfect words I wish I could say these words When I'm stuck in situations similar These songs tell the story of my life so clearly Explanations from random places To tell the world I must But I remain expressionless No need to cause unwanted attraction Wishes of disappearing over take my dreams Little specs of repair filter through my thoughts And yet I still have no proper plans I get crazy ideas and pray that they work in my favor Hope to God that something comes of it
0
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 7:40 PM UTC
This Ache In My Chest
Silverstein, Linkin Park, and Drop Dead Gorgeous Bands that turn my blood to sludge It moves like molasses through my veins Slow and painful My heart bursts from the build up Lyrics that speak in a spell Curse my soul and pierce my eyes with tears Sickening my rotting guts Clever perfect words I wish I could say these words When I'm stuck in situations similar These songs tell the story of my life so clearly Explanations from random places To tell the world I must But I remain expressionless No need to cause unwanted attraction Wishes of disappearing over take my dreams Little specs of repair filter through my thoughts And yet I still have no proper plans I get crazy ideas and pray that they work in my favor Hope to God that something comes of it
l-smida
Written by
l-smida
American
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 7:40 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem