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Sorrow Apr 2013
I know my words don't mean much of anything
They aren't long enough
Or brave enough
To draw
Even just one eye

I know my words
Are a vague redition of
Mediocrity
With high esteem
And hopes of return

Believe me,
don't I know.

Replace your smirk with pity
And change my name

Or just erase it altogether

I know my words mean less than nothing.
To you.

So just turn away
And leave me be
Or hate me still
And fail to see

But do not operate under any illusions that I am unaware.
No one knows better than I do.
Sorrow Apr 2013
Please
Please, just save me.
Please help me
Please tell me
Convince me
Is there a life worth saving?
Can you have a sight for meaning?
Is
There
Anything
To keep me here?
Please,
Please.
Please lie.
Like my life depends on it.


Because maybe it does.
Sorrow Apr 2013
You said you hate my suffering
And you understood
And you'd take care of me


These words are not mine
I do not write
What is worthwhile

I just can't hear
Anything but pain

Any longer
You all speak some other language
Or maybe I'm just regressing
And soon I will be unborn

Soon I will return
To the grave that once was
Will always call
To return to me
The oblivion of home
And avoid the disintegration of dreams

And I will see
What is clear
To the world surrounding me
First stanza credited to Bright Eyes
Sorrow Apr 2013
Did you see
Happenings
Return to me.
Together
We will be free
We will be true
But we will not survive.
In this world,
All truths will die.
Break down in black.
Please wait your turn.
This is what men are made of.
Sorrow Dec 2012
Separate you've ever hoped for.
We will see a time
When there is nothing
We will almost remember.
Approach what was there,
We cannot comprehend what has been lost.
Only reminded of that closed room in your nightmares.
How much would we give to have those four walls back ?
What is the weight of absence.
Then comes the day,
We forget there this meaning of,
Horizon.
Then comes the day,
We might as well die.
Because life is like that.
That 's just the way things are.

But it's sooner than you think.
Sorrow Dec 2012
There will never be another day like before
I will never rewind far enough
For you

What is life,
With no hope
With nothing to sustain us.
I do not even have the pleasure of burning
Instead
I'm awake enough to have noticed
That our dreams are evaporating
And as it fades,
We forget what once was.
Sorrow Nov 2012
I can try to recall a life before this
What moments felt like before understanding
Why pain has no feeling any longer
Why we us it for numbing our minds
I can try.
But in the end,
Everything but this moment is only a dream.
And I've come to understand,
There is no color.
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