"purpous" poems
After all these years
of being trapped in cage with him
consuming me
I still think it was meant to be
I was meant to be like this
I believe in purpous
and reason
and maybe there's something big
and beautiful
waiting for me
that wouldn't happen
without all the pain
So maybe my demon loves me
and maybe I love him
I wouldn't change a **** thing about it
I know who I am
and I feel like winning.
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 12:39 PM UTC
Silence echoing all around
Pounds like thunder it's painful hush engulfs me
mocks me with its presence everywhere but inside my head.
The same stillness where most find solace
In my case lets all the noise of my mind assult me
For this reason silence is what I dread.
The intensity of my memories rob me of my todays
They steal away my time and space
Then with no particular purpous they collide.
I need a distraction from my thoughts
To escape their overwhelming annoyance and keep them contained
The relief I seek only volume can provide.
Silence is not always golden
I find no tranquility in its midst
Stillness please don't linger then my memories will invade me.
An escape from a self constructed prision
Full of my own thoughts is all I desire
Silence please don't ignore the screaming of my plea.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC
Mercie B
Apr 19, 2013 Apr 22, 2013
Silence
It has been well over a year since I posted this and yet these words haunt me now more than ever
*Silence echoing all around
Pounds like thunder it's painful hush engulfs me
mocks me with its presence everywhere but inside my head.
The same stillness where most find solace
In my case lets all the noise of my mind assult me
For this reason silence is what I dread.
The intensity of my memories rob me of my todays
They steal away my time and space
Then with no particular purpous they collide.
I need a distraction from my thoughts
To escape their overwhelming annoyance and keep them contained
The relief I seek only volume can provide.
Silence is not always golden
I find no tranquility in its midst
Stillness please don't linger then my memories will invade me.
An escape from a self constructed prision
Full of my own thoughts is all I desire
Silence please don't ignore the screaming of my plea*
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC