Nobody around to hear my soft cries,
I hope for hospitality,
All I receive is brutality,
Somebody must care,
I'm broken and it's not fair,
All I need is a caring hand,
I bury my head into the sand,
It will be easier that way,
Because nobody seemed to care yesterday nor today,
I'm a fraction away from insanity,
Crushed heart in need of help for vanity,
I beg for attention,
Yet I receive nothing but rejection.
This affliction is my enemy,
This pain is the end for me,
The undying truth of something incurable,
The undying hope of something durable,
My loved one will notice I'm weak,
She will notice I'm brittle,
But it's only true love I still seek,
My strength is very little,
Torn between telling her the truth,
The truth is I'm not as strong as I was in my youth,
Working hard during longer periods of indigence has crippled my body,
And now a fragile skeleton is the only thing I embody,
My grand kids will still be inspired,
Regardless if grandpa is retired,
I will hold and cherish the loved moments throughout my life,
And I'm still glad when time has passed I can still call her my wife,
I will always hold the times I've had,
Because deep down its not been all that bad,
Goodbye my beautiful queen,
I've loved you since I was eighteen.
Look at all of you.
Drunk, out of your senses.
Running along with impulse,
Drowning in tears of sorrow.
But from all of them, you repell me.
You tease for a kiss, in such state.
You triggered something in me.
Not love; thats fake; this isnt!
The rage, the anger, the thirst.
Thirst for your suffering.
You pushed my boundaries.
Boundaries I never knew I could break.
But I am guilty?
You contradict yourself!
You want a future, yet want to die.
Saying that others must deal with their shit.
Why dont you?
Youre as sad and foolish as them.
You wanted to be someones muse.
There you go.
My writing is for you.
My rage is for you.
Things have changed,
The tide has turned;
But not in your favour.
Thus joined together
Like hearts on fire
By silent splendor
Rings of gold
Passion they'll keep
As the moon glows
Never truly leaving
From the other
Thy only dream
For peace and thee
To find love
Not in a fantasy
I may be too small to see
over the edge of the countertop
but I am not too small
to see past your lies
and into your heart,
mind, and soul