#dragged
I can feel warmth of your shape
Words I have always said escape
An everlasting dawning realization
We have such rare creation
Can feel my growing need
Love the way my heartbeats speed
All mistakes fade away around you
Catch up the consequences that followed through
None helped me see with clearer eyes
Pushing further yet I still return
It's **** good exercise
Underwater
A dream
Loudly exhaling steam
I hear snores exit your mouth
Far away travelling south
Distant echoes
Nights spent together in the past
Swim through like fish but get caught in nets cast
If dragged from your arms across the earth to roam
I will find the way back no matter the distance until I am home
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
Rope
There's no point in splitting hairs
No point in pointing a finger
It's done
The pages are all torn
Trashed and scattered
And dragged through the gutter
Like yesterdays garbage
And all that rope
I supposedly gave
A phantom
There never was a rope,
A leash, nor a chain
Those things are not for sale
At the well
No there never was a rope
Except perhaps
For the one attached
To the water bucket
From which
We still
Quietly sip
Through
The miles
Of sea
And storm
And time
As long as we stay
This way
This well
Will never dry up
2016-2017 for the attempt to make unconditional, the conditional.
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 4:46 AM UTC
I've been dragged through the threshold of angelic indifference
my world has gone to the hounds and I'm here holding it all together with nothing but my teeth. I'm cursed to keep my world from falling apart just like Atlas.
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 3:22 PM UTC
Loving you is hard when I still can't forget him.
I feel like I'm being dragged along by a string.
Trying to keep up this love game.
But I see your face, see how much pain I've already caused.
Why do you still love me?
After all I have put you through?
Why do you still choose me in this awful game I play?
Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 1:21 AM UTC
I have my demons they dragged me through hell
I said good bye to the memories but they still dwell
They are ingrained in my soul
I so just want them to go
But they never will this I know
My demons use them to condemn
They love to show me all of them
My memories are where all my depression stems
And with pain, regret, and agony I'm filled to the brim
And I can no longer swim
In this torment I can't stay within
I'll get me a gun and blow them away
Then my demons will have nothing left to say
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
You hold desperately to the memories of your past, and they drag you back.
I will not be dragged back with you.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
Sleep.
Sleep child,
til' the light overpowers the darkness inside,
where I secretly cried.
I secretly tried,
but no one would guess,
and I never put my cards face up.
It's only ketchup.
Used to patch up,
the cut and scratch ups,
caused by the dull
of my pencil,
and my soul.
I fell,
but I dragged myself up again,
back into my daily skin,
and I'm that burden.
That one whose not fully there,
told by everyone, "you just don't care",
with a random shudder scare.
The words I despise you all think,
even the shrink,
and it drowns me to the sink.
I'm that disaster,
everyone's after,
maniacal laughter.
"Am I losing my mind?"
"Is this mind really mine?"
"Would dying be fine?"
I'm not so refined :)
I can see the things in perfect imagery,
things I don't want to see,
always worried everyone hates me.
I can't see,
I'm not me,
I'm not even a somebody.
Maybe inside is some other ghost,
I'm the host,
at my death let's just have a toast.
Til' death do we part,
take it as a new start,
buy the roses to my grave from walmart.
I didn't think I mattered anyways,
sleeping through these pass-me-by days,
my mind playing simon says.
I always secretly try,
but I am still I,
and now simon says ".....goodbye."
Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC