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Steele Nov 2015
It's a futile world that
we're living in, babe.
It's a slow death I'm dying
through living in shame.
It's a broken dream I was sold
in the gutters.
It's the despair in the night time
when I weep for my mother.
The tears that sting me like whips
till I bruise,
broken dreams of tomorrow
choke me like a noose.
And I'm desperate and depressed
and can't fight the pain.
I'm ugly and worn out,
wish somebody would be my *******.
'Cause it's ******* your own when 
you can't stand yourself.
Death seems so sweet when
living is such hell.
Who would catch me and save me
and stop me from falling?
Who would stay by my side
when I  hear the graveyard calling?

Who would hold the bucket while
my blood drips it full?
Because I'm too weak - corroding
as I wait for love like a fool.
Give me your body just
one more time.
Just a little taste for the memory,
a kiss and I'll be fine.
You're the only one who made me
feel like a figure.
Now I'm just a cipher,
my life's a gun and you're the trigger.
So release yourself and end me
and stop me from falling.
Be the one to turn me to ashes
when I hear the graveyard calling.

When the drugs wear off
and the thrill is gone,
you begin to realise
you can only hide from yourself
for so long.
As life patiently breaks you
with each passing second,
and blinds you with fear
until you've lost all direction.
Death is a quiet street when
from a tower you're falling.
When your screams fall on deaf ears and you feel your soul crawling.
All this time it's me
who they've been ignoring.
I'll have to stand on
my own when I hear the
graveyard calling.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
The one that I could
take away the pain with.
The one who'd take me
to my dreamland and
be someone to play with
like when we were six.
I've always dreamed of this.
Take me back to my
childhood and let's forget
about this adult ****.
I can't really remember
the last time someone
was close to me.
But you're so close
you're almost inside
my heart - this is what
love is supposed to be, right?
I wouldn't really know
'cause I can't say that
I've experienced it.
I want to be yours
forever if you'll be my angel
even when I'm lying
in a six-foot pit.
I want you to be the
light in my tunnel-dark life.
I want you to stay
with me tonight.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
I called her up at ten,
guess I needed some attention.
Needed someone to
drop my thoughts on,
hoping she could
help me to relieve
some of this tension.
Had some feelings I guess,
didn't know if it was something
I ought to mention.
Just been feeling a little
stressed out, even
needed a blunt after
my gym session.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
Time, sleep and love deprived.
I'm an insomniac
trapped in his own mind.
I'm only sleeping
with the cousin of death.
I guess I lost myself
the day you left.
I've ran through this
forest too many times.
I can't seem to find
the right signs.
I'm out here holding
my ******' breath.
Suffocating since the day you left.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
As I'm laying in bed
the world weighs me down
into a deep sleep.
I spend my days walking
on water, so my steps
never tread too deep.
My grave may be shallow,
but my soul sinks
deeper than six feet.
I'm still waiting for your call,
it's been three years
and six weeks.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
Just smile, force it through.
It's O.K. that you're
teary-eyed and nobody
really understands you.

Just smile, please the crowd.
Follow their ways and fit in -
it's better than being left out.

Just smile, learn to pretend.
Embrace everybodies hate
and make your enemies
your friends.

Just smile, lose your soul.
Sell yourself out and
let them have all the control.

Just smile, **** yourself.
Death is sweet and gentle,
living with this fake smile
is hell.

Just smile.
**** yourself.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele Nov 2015
You're a lady of the light,
you're a lady of the dark.
You come at me
from all directions.
Dear Lady, you've
taken my heart.

Your crystal eyes shoot me down
everytime you stare at me.
Stop me in my tracks,
grab my soul before
it runs away from me.
Become my soul
and drizzle me like the rain.
Grant me my life-long wish
to be free.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
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