Sometimes it hard to see Though the foggy land we walk Sometimes its hard to know There's support among the talk Chatter blurs my head with things unsaid Should I have even tried at all? There's only one way to know I guess I need to fall
When it gets dark, it gets easier Not knowing who's around Their candle light burns in my eyes No peace of mind as I hit the ground I know they've tried And opened up their eyes But mine don't seem to work I just want to try to get there Without getting hurt.
Todays the day, is always the day But somehow it's still tomorrow "One foot in front of the other" Is just talk among my sorrow No one can do it for me I'm lost and scared and cold and lonely But the worst sound of all is my own voice Making promises continuously
I knew i was making A mistake A huge one Going through all that For just a guy Is ****** Everyone told me that I just didn't wanna listen I was distracted I needed that But not anymore Time to wake up again And leave Before i break my own heart Again.
Let I lie with my hopes duly. Rested in an assurance that I will be found by an ally of fondness. Pondering to a multitude of angles. Stranded in just a brink of a nightmare. May I awaken from this perpetual slumber. Covet a warm heart of studious and charm before me in attraction. Lest there be another death to the fall of this curse. Cursed in miserable repetition, a pattern of repulsions and rejections. A bane to my heart, parching its ever-yearning desire. Neverending torture binding my soul in solitude. Does there remain a path free of this maze? Won't there be a light to lead the way to freedom? No one could settle in a course without expiration leading bitter. A youthful vessel grounded in the rootless sea of brought by time. Flowing it may be, may it lead my wavering hope into a full victory.
A glance The little black figures words lines of endless text pass me by my eyes seeing nothing but little black lines shapes dots stripes crosses ... A stick slathered in nutella chocolate, and hazelnut the sweet makes me numb The crunch makes me succumb ... The sounds pelting me commands inquiries, things to do things to hear So Much Noise Information being blown away in the wind past my unresponsive ears A lone buzz takes over ... The sprite gluggs down my esophagus Burns my lungs A crinkle from the now, empty bottle ... The led ****** my fingers the keys click clikety click as I tap tapety tap poke **** the computer keys the piano keys ting tingety ting as I push press Smooth that little piece of dirt I rub rub Rub RUB scratch SCRATCH ... The frozen unbelievable painfully sweet sweetness numbs my tongue cream cold as ice freezes my brain My brain My brai My bra My br- My b- B- b- B- bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb ... ... ... Enveloped in a blanket of sweetness my tongue is all I know as I Binge To Ecstasy
It's a strange feeling I've tried to inscribe onto these pages. A bit dark, obsessive, attempting to numb obligation with food, some OCD in there. But all of these are maybes, interpret it as however you'd like I hope you find it interesting.
I'm too tired, And It's going to get me fired. My family doesn't work My mother forces stuff on me like a ****. My brother is dysfunctional and lazy All my happy memories seem to be hazy. I'm too tired to be bored and glad Only sad. I'm too distracted to see what's right, I'm only really able to see what I did wrong. My fathers half way crazy And my brain is falling apart. I'm too tired for your assignment. Because I can't seem to get my life back into alignment
God I'm so tired from all this, poetry really is the only way I can seem to understand my self and my problems