"comastose" poems
A state of comastose
As love in repose
Your life is a masquerade
But nobody knows
The happiness feels
Like a gun to the head
A funeral march
For the living dead
The light has gone out
As feelings slowly fade
Beginning to feel numb
Day after day
The tears start to gather
In your lonely eyes
Your heart is forever broken
But it's no surprise
Everytime it's all the same
You've never understood why
People always end up leaving you
Broken and alone to die
You always did your best
To always make it work
No matter how hard you try
You always end up hurt
You don't know why you attempt
To find love anymore
You always end up beaten down
Bleeding on the floor
It's only human nature
To want to find love again
But you'll never find anyone
You'll love as much as him
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC