#whybother
I think we all
Relate to two simple words
Why bother?
All our thoughts
Have been thought before
It seems like all our ideas
Have been taken
It's taken me a long while
To realize
There is no standard
We need to live up to
We set our goals
Impossibly high
Life in itself
Is the reason to live
Each life
Is a new way the universe
Is viewed
I suppose that is why
Death is saddening
It extinguishes
Another window
A mirror
Of nothing
Turned into a whole new
Reality
We say we cannot change
The whole world
Of course not
We can only alter our view
But that's something
Isn't it?
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
Right. Thats who i am.
Who ill always be.
Just do me a favor and lock away the key
But like usual
I forgot something else again
Worthless trophy locked away on this dusty shelf
Used to the darkness
And the shadows of doubt
Scattered pieces lie about
Bleed me dry
tear me apart
Do it correctly, inside out
But even with that dusty key
I would still be stuck here it seems
Too afraid of what lies beyond
Paper thin door
Memmories never vanquished
Never even gone
They play with my concious
Twist and pull those strings
Making me flinch and panic yet again
The wounds run deep
Your words become mine
Oh dont worry, my demons are pleased
Theyre having a great time
The scars? Forget them not.
The stitches were better used on others
The ones not forgot.
But hey, thats ok.
I never wanted them anyway.
Newly healed hurts more to break,
Than the skin always broken anyway.
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 12:40 PM UTC
when you dont want to be here, but you're too tired to try not to be,
just look around and maybe you'll see
oh dear, how much you really mean to me.
if only i could see
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 7:15 PM UTC
Scary dream
Mangled screams
But oh how do YOU envision such a scene?
Much different I suppose
Than oh. One of THOSE
Sighing slowly
Ever near
When will I be free from here?
Arms unbound and heart now found
Free to make such awful sounds
up and down inside out
spread me thin through the ground
Cover them up. Hide them true
Sew me up lace the wounds
Send me far far away
In tomorrow, instead of today.
Scary dreams
Mangled screams
Coming from inside
Where darkness makes a hide
Seeping into the shadows
Creasing ever corner
Oh how I wonder
If I should really warn her?
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC