bloodshot eyes
chapped lips

the beauty of being broken

Our bodies
Are tired
Tired of
Doing nothing

Our minds
Are blank
Thoughts of death
And hate coming

Our home
Is broken
We always fail
At everything

Our hearts
Are empty
No room for love
Nothing

We did our best
But we still
Ended up
Breaking

Words, words, words
I search for you
Permit me to express what I know
Engulf me with your power
And let me speak
The truth shall be free
And must be heard.

My tongue is tied
I summon you, my Muse
For inspiration
To speak the truth
Justice will be lost
And should be found
Words are my sword
to be heard and make a sound.

Never leave me, my Muse
Stay with me as I grow old
I need you here
In this lonely, treacherous world
Where truth must be told
Be with me, too
Not only in words
But of Will and Walk
So I can Walk my Talk
And be strong and bold

*ns

you were the world to me
you were my light in the dark
i'm not so sure anymore
for i don't see much of a spark

others break others
with words to break their hearts
but you didn't use any
you just simply ignored me from the start

so here i am right now
lying in my bed awake
not sure how to sleep
don't know if i should wait

so i guess I'll just go
and you wouldn't even care
you wouldn't even know
well i think that's pretty fair

i'll just descend into the dark
where i belonged from the start
so now i'm letting
taking back my crooked heart

you still don't know
the words i wanted you to hear
so i'll just wait in the dark
just come and i'll whisper them to you very clear

i am still a shadow
but no longer yours
it's hard to let go
for you were my first