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S D S Oct 2013
Some men sleep
Some men dream
I am stuck in between
Night and day
Find no rest
Painful pounding in my chest
Tomorrow is a
Heinous Word
Last night's whispers will be heard

Some men sleep
Some men scream
I am somewhere in between
Time slips out
Beyond my grasp
I cry out in but a rasp
She calls my name
From in the dark
Bleeding, screaming, dreaming Lark
S D S Sep 2013
"Write from the heart"
A heart is but experience--
"Just try to get a start"
Made of all the fears in us--
"Tomorrow's the hardest part"
I've not lost any tears and hence--
"You make some disturbing art"
I don't know how to make love, and thus--
"The voices come from your heart."
I like to use two rhythms and rhymes to make a conversation on the inside and outside.  It's the messed up way I think about things, not an attempt to be clever.
S D S Aug 2013
Sanity long forgotten
Rest not an option
Blood is cold, Bones are brittle
Don't remember even a little
Happy thoughts
Not my own
Are these wounds
Nearly gone
S D S Aug 2013
This suit is my armor
I wear it to tell all
"I got my **** together"
"Go fix yourself"
"Talk to me after, or not at all"
My armor is perfect
No one dares to speak
A wounded serpent sleeps
Just inside the shell
Pretending to be better
At least I got the act together
S D S Aug 2013
An insensitive beast
Might be all I am
An incorrigible *****
Is the best you are

Two winds in a storm
Not knowing or thinking
Just flowing straight past
Good riddance to it
S D S Aug 2013
So wound up like a spring
Shout when I want to sing
Fear turns to rage and back
Night is bright and days are black
Chemical storms shut up the sound
The cackling madness of the hound
One wounded dog a-yelping
Pills, liquor, sleep not helping
S D S Jul 2013
Am I sick,
or just a prophet
I am sick,
of turning profit

Is it sadness
In my mind
Or an illness
I have mined
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