#detriment
you could never take a compliment
they're buried with the rest of 'em
my mind is prone to atrophy
rewind your body next to me
no lies in our comfort zone
take this time turn off the phone
we are not an accident
don't be so incredulous
it's getting dimmer, swimming in a shoal...
dinner bells resound like white fog around a light pole...
heaven cannot face us
not to be complacent
devil wears my shoulder
your angel is adjacent
seven years of chances
still drowning in a basement
you could never take a compliment
they're buried with the rest of 'em
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 9:15 PM UTC
If you want to die,
I won't stop you.
If you want to cause self-harm,
I won't yell at you.
If you don't care about anything,
I can't make you.
If you want to lose everything,
that's not my problem.
I'm sorry,
but I'm tired of saying things over and over.
I'm sorry…
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC
Wincing at the light, I deprive myself;
Take in an uneven frame.
With lowered brows and interminable thoughts
I pass it all by,
Float and reflect on the detail
Never seen,
Convinced I experienced it all,
Scratching in the rest;
I tear in the blue sky and smear the
Breaking waves;
I become more an object of scorn as the greens
And greys of the cliff side are marred,
Framed in the corner of an eye.
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
I'm looking for you on the crowded streets,
that are all full with the car's blinding lights,
and the wandering souls that aren't complete,
well, they just pass right through my sight.
The voices all turn to a slur, each word seeped in pure dread,
and my sight begins to blur, I need to get this all out of my head.
When the tears are fresher than air, and the hurt is always there,
I know there's a happy place, I just have no clue where.
When the words hit like a shot, the wounds won when I fought,
I'm giving it all but there's not much that I've got.
I'm searching for peace in an empty room,
the walls echo and bounce back my ragged breath,
and the blue skies still seem to hold some gloom,
as life will always have it's death.
"It's the release I crave," I always say to myself,
now it's time to be brave, and put fear on the shelf.
When the tears are fresher than air, and the hurt is always bare,
I've got a million problems, if you need some I can share.
When the words hit like a shot, the wounds bubble from the spot,
I'm going against everything that I was taught.
If she stays by me, I should be alright.
The sky's ablaze I see, and it shines so bright.
If she stays by me, I should be alright.
With the days passing, I always pray for night.
When the tears are fresher than air, and the hurt becomes a prayer,
My mother always told me that life is never fair.
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 12:29 AM UTC
I see the scars
on your wrist.
I see the tears
rolling down your cheeks.
I scream at you to put the knife down,
but can you hear me?
Can you hear me at all?
I see the pain
that you're bearing.
I see the abuse
put onto you.
I scream at you to put the bleach away,
but can you hear me?
Can you only hear silence
through the slicing detriment
of your own affliction?
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
Darling, just breathe.
It still hurts, but you can still feel.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 1:05 AM UTC
Everyone is broken
Having something filed away
That no words
Or comfortable place can eliminate
The detriment and the weight;
Have some compassion,
Some empathy,
For your eyes alone
Aren’t through which
Seen are all things,
Don’t close yourself off,
Open wide,
For there are many different perspectives
And many sets of eyes.
Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 8:48 PM UTC
Ware thee now the evil beast
prowling tombs and halls
a word or line of poison breath
mortality soon calls
sharp claws and long of tooth
standing fell and tall
looming over life and death
robbing Peter, paying Paul
dare not the joust of wits
for time will slip, and fall
such are traps made of this
that kills each and every one of us
yes, it slays us
all
May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 11:47 PM UTC