This is no way to be


Social dis-function; allow me to live.
I just wanna be a normal boy,
Not a wooden misery.
Failure to mention,
I hide away from everything.
Paranoia strikes, leaving me in Limbo, limply.
Walking quickly, talking quietly,
Hoping something will one day change;
But everything remains the same, useless brain,
Inside a head full of fearful steps.
Nothing but regrets to get me out of bed.


I look the same as you,
I act the same as you do,
But inside I am confused.
Born only to lose,
Born only to lose,
Singing my own blues.
This is no way to be,
But this is the real me.


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Desert Dog


Lying in the sun like a desert dog;
I have a glass in one hand and my lover in the other.
Hand in hand we lie here, telling truths under the sun.
So peaceful here, like it has been for years;
How things change with time, but never my lover.


She remains at the very centre of my gargantuan heart;
She has always been here and I hope here she stays.
Her words are like flames that caress my soul in the dark.
We have no need for words in this moment,
Because we are happy here, at a quarter to midday.
Summer is still my favourite time;
I hate the cold, I love this love life!


Broken into pieces are the daydreams of peace that I had;
I said what I said, there ain’t no turning back.
Live a life so full of regrets;
Never do a single thing that I have ever said.
Procrastinate, every single day;
Everything I say is only ever said in jest.


“Less is more”; her smile has disappeared from her face.
We are no longer laughing together because of our liquid state.
I will have to sell my soul to her, to pave the way,
To healing her mood and seeing her smile once again.


Burning in the sun over there is a memory,
I lost a vital piece of my empathy.
Love could die, given enough time;
Lest we forget that it is all on the line.


So passionate about her, but so drunk on stupidity.
She is the one who I love; now she will not speak to me.
No melody can exist inside this mind,
Without her to assemble,
These jagged edged pieces of a damaged rhyme.
Put us back together with a happier time…

I spilt her wine…
And Everything…
Is not…
Alright.


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i’ve never felt l so cruel in my life
i know it’s not fully my fault
for that person to leave..
she was nice and good but my parents didn’t like her
and i nagged a-bit about her with my parents too and now i regret it
i complained about the unnecessary things but that’s wrong cause no one can be perfect to anyone
yesterday she came crying to me cause mom scram at her
it’s not fair
not at all
she came crying telling me how its her life and her children’s life that she’s working for
and she’s been respecting the house and the members as hard as she could
and she said how she doesn’t know what she did wrong
imagine not knowing what you did and even if you didn’t do anything wrong.. people still blame you
and then she left.. was obliged too
she liked this house
unlike others
and a smile has been shown on her face
after years of not feeling that happiness
she left
and now i blame myself
for not standing up for her
not helping her
she needed it
and now she’s left off thinking
why no one liked me
why am i left
just like all other times
and not knowing why

"Have you made the right ones?"
The greatest enemy to your mind is the forever existing question that remains and will never be answered.

As broken he was
A burning flame resided still
he smiled vaguely
Burning bridges momentarily wondering why.
Why were these built in the first place.