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Your words are just words, empty airborne promises Mind not matching where your heart is at, sleeping here like walruses Not far from a hide-a-bed, I write down things that should be said Transposing from inside my head, pen and paper falls like lead Wishing we could be something we're not  instead Things inside were kinda dead from open wounds already bled My mind, it goes from black to red (and) I'll leave here again someday, ... But not today The lier and the thief come undone their shackles are my own All the scars that could be known from all the fighting that's been done Sweat, like sanity,   slipping down the side of his face     (Washed in grace) I've reached my peak and I've gone past feeling like I'm falling fast Fleeting times of good and bad nothing ever lasts Spent miles alone and sad broken bones, you signed my cast Forgotten hate and had a blast took the wheel and we still crashed Wrote about my long lost Dad went back to the bar for another glass Realized that I'm still mad made penance and had daily bread Now I'm starting to get fat Regretting the Life I still Never had
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 1:24 PM UTC
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Your words are just words, empty airborne promises Mind not matching where your heart is at, sleeping here like walruses Not far from a hide-a-bed, I write down things that should be said Transposing from inside my head, pen and paper falls like lead Wishing we could be something we're not  instead Things inside were kinda dead from open wounds already bled My mind, it goes from black to red (and) I'll leave here again someday, ... But not today The lier and the thief come undone their shackles are my own All the scars that could be known from all the fighting that's been done Sweat, like sanity,   slipping down the side of his face     (Washed in grace) I've reached my peak and I've gone past feeling like I'm falling fast Fleeting times of good and bad nothing ever lasts Spent miles alone and sad broken bones, you signed my cast Forgotten hate and had a blast took the wheel and we still crashed Wrote about my long lost Dad went back to the bar for another glass Realized that I'm still mad made penance and had daily bread Now I'm starting to get fat Regretting the Life I still Never had
capo 1 D/Bm Originally written in 2 seperate parts this is coming together now as something interesting I think ..
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 1:24 PM UTC
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