"inncoent" poems
From the beginning I trusted you, but in end I rejected you
Because the demons inside shined bright in the night
Sadly, we only hung out at night...
When your world was already dizzy
Mine was too busy to understand the reasons why
So my mind decided that a marathon was stunning
I only thought of you but it managaed to keep running
In this case 28 k but seemed like 28 days
Becuase as you know you just dont run the race
Theres many days of planning and exercise just in case
Now, my heart beats out of rythem
Becuase of the precision of your desicion
Your words seemed kind but in my mind I knew that they hurt
Like you grabbed my heart, played with it, put it back and left it in parts
Since then my left atrium doesnt work
Its like a inncoent whale that was left to die in the beach dirt
And i was simply that... innocent dirt
What had I done previous to this that made you act outrageous?
But now I know your contagious
A disease that brings you one step closer death
But now im just once step closer to home I guess
Home. A intanglment of feeling like the fibers in my sheets
I thought it was a place of love but then relized its just a place to meet
My mother was a weird one. Often pressing burdens on her son
A seperated family with nothing in commom is definatly more common then Nostradomeous
To say I love quotes would be close but theres some that make me simply choke
Remember when "like father like son" was an inpiration quote but for me its what kept me a float
On the sea of hatred with the destination of dope
Becuase of the words my mother chose, addiction would be my affliction
A state of pain my mother, father, sister and brother could not feel
Yes, this is the shittest deal, but look at me now
A person ontop with the world as my partner,
Ambition like a morning light because I had the will to fight
Only you can make a change your life, not your mother, drugs and neither your wife.
Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 4:04 PM UTC
The world as I see it?
What kind of question is this?
The world as I see it,
has fallen with fists.
The violence, the fear,
the world bathes in rage.
And more has developed
as our world faces age.
The human heart
has become quite cold.
The story of peace
is no longer told.
The Earth is decaying
and dying today.
And inncoent souls
are passing away.
Shawdows of hate
have plagued this lost land.
This forsaken world
denys Gods command.
But there is still hope!
Our love is not lost.
Words spoken of peace
will come at a cost.
The world as I see it
has much more to learn
to heal the black scar
from the Devils Harsh Burn.
Mar 26, 2010
Mar 26, 2010 at 6:20 PM UTC