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The Rimbaud flows incessantly
The moonlit garden shrieks and howls
The pictures glow incandescently
Sweat beads marching down their brows

A fruitful sun will bring clarity
A mistreated boy laughs at you
A new day re-born without sanity
Accepting rough beauty through and through

39 days remain
Don't eat at the dirt
Eat at the sound
The smell of a coming rain
Wash my stains up from the ground
Your lost and found
Your picket lines
We be all skinned men from our hides.
So I say you say
     differently
Meaning the same thing
     similarly
I don't understand
     Dont get me
We're all like this
     Aren't we?

     I am waiting on you, you're waiting on me
     Nothing will happen with our mentality.

    I cry and fight and shy away
you might come back
     But you won't stay
    So I sigh and mope another day

Fleeing, fighting, ******* scared
You'll hate me if you are dared

I can't hide the bad parts
For then, too I'll hide the good
   I wouldn't leave you
     Even if I could

Should you want me around
I'll show you my world
And if you should
        Laugh
          Cry
        Yell or
      Abandon
We'll waltz in slow motion
Until we find the devotion
To understand one another's
                 Faults
                Habits
            Desires and
            **Emotions
I tossed and turned all night through
     I slept not but dreamt of you.
I was pretty, my hair was messy
     You wanted me and your mother knew.

Rolling and rolling over and either
You stayed with me
But made me a liar.

I awoke from my awakened state
     To find my pain all the same.
You are broken, dear
     And I am not to blame.

LAST NIGHT I DREAMT
SOMEBODY LOVED ME
TO WAKE AND FIND
THOSE DAYDREAMS, TOO.

I FIND HIM LOVELY
BUT SHIELDED IS HE
AND SO I DREAM
AND DREAMT OF YOU.
There is more that I want to tell you than I have time to say.
Skeletons fill my closet,
That's why I can't stay.
They turned me into the monster I despise today.
~
Is it even worth it to contemplate why
I'm the person I am yet am unable to cry?
As a burden to you as well as myself
When you care for my well-being because i can't.
I forced your attempts of support right past me,
Along with your attempts at empathy.
I closed myself off from you.
So I think it's time for me to go
If just to ease your life,
But to where I do not know.
I hope I'll figure it out before it's too late.
~
One less source of stress.
One less hopeless mess.
I'll leave no trace,
As if I never was there.
Not a poster on my wall.
Not even a pen in a door.
As good as death in your eyes,
But wherever i go
I'll be gone from your life.
So try to remember my good side.
Try to disregard my occasional reprehensibility,
My selfishness and my lies.
~
Those bricks I laid upon your shoulders,
Please toss them to the ground.
Hear the smash as your memory of me drowns.
Walk away from my shattered body,
Erase the pieces from your mind.
~
But keep my heart
And you'll still see me when you dream.
What's the point?
Enjoy the ride?
Smoke a joint.
Now go and hide

Wait it out
You're just paranoid
Let out a shout
Just to fill the void

Feelings of emptiness
It's all in your head?
Inhumane levels of stress
Just go to bed

Nighttime rolls swiftly back again like an old familiar sin haunting the days end
Motivation creeps in, empty shoes ask where ya been to my bare footed skin
Worn down socks lay on the floor halfway out the door as if they couldn't take anymore
Life"s a bore if you know what"s in store, but if no one"s keeping score, then what"s it all for?

No matter how many times I made her ecstatically moan
No matter how many shots I made while in the zone
No matter how many things I"ve learned then shown
Just please always let the battle be forever known
That in the end we will all transcend again...alone
the first time you smiled the world went weak at the knees
the first time the sun saw you it blushed and the winter snow melted
the first time you said i love you i knew i was in trouble
the last time we talked you said it wasnt permanent
the last time you walked out the door the clouds came
they havent left
i dont think they will
you are the whim of the willing and the only true assassin
You're just a scab that
I pick until it bleeds again
You're just a hole that
I stick my finger in
You're never going to
be what I need
You're never going to
see what I see
You're just a torn out
page in my history
You're just a generic
hard copy mystery
You're never going to
be enough for me
You're never going to
hold my curiosity
You're just a blemish
that I have to cover up
You're just the dirt
that I sweep under the rug
You'll never clean up
the mess you made
You're the stain that
will never fade

— The End —