To whom it may consume
PoetryDiscuss To whom it may consume in the The Pen forums; Pain pills won't phase a heartache
Another long chapter in my life,
With no, halo around me to suffice
Concentration level drops to a negative number
A numb negative ...
Another long chapter in my life,
With no, halo around me to suffice
Concentration level drops to a negative number
A numb negative number and all I hear is thunder
But I don't care, it isn't fair
I feel the pain from everywhere
And it's alright, this isn't life
It's just a dream that's lacking light
But I dont mind, this isn't mine
I miss you so much I am blind
And I dont feel, this isn't real
These wounds are too damn hard to heal
Im over my mind, I don't need it anymore
Sink down in the floor, Im like a sexless chemical whore
Dodging needles from both sides of the fence
Defense is my only sense, and I rinse
My hands off of all this twitching and jerking
Well I wish I could but this percoset aint working
So I, swallow my pride and die,
I geuss Ill see you mother fuckers on the other side, bye bye
But I don't care, it isn't fair
I feel the pain from everywhere
And it's alright, this isn't life
It's just a dream that's lacking light
But I dont mind, this isn't mine
I miss you so much I am blind
And I dont feel, this isn't real
These wounds are too damn hard to heal
Last verse and it's much worse
You think I can express well of course
Lyrically inclined to decline an airline
Sublime rhyme, it comes out of a dark sky
A dark sky, always surrounded by a black night
I just might, snap and leave a big mess to clean
Serene, no I dont think so this is fucked
I give up, give me my shit and im out the door again
But I don't care, it isn't fair
I feel the pain from everywhere
And it's alright, this isn't life
It's just a dream that's lacking light
But I dont mind, this isn't mine
I miss you so much I am blind
And I dont feel, this isn't real
These wounds are too damn hard to heal
People killing themselves in my head
Its friday night, and im lying here in bed again
Its so bad, people dying in my head again
Its so sad that my pills aren't kicking in again
Its so drab, living in this skin again
And, my illusions are my only friends
And, I just can't forget where i've been
And, I just can't break from this cage
I just want someone to hear me screaming infinite rage
Im a slave (for eternity)
Hate is such an honest word,
Desperate to break free from everyone
Reason just fades away,
And I start to brood on how much I hate you
We all know blood is thicker than water
But we can't even hold water
What the fuck is the matter
I can't start stop thinking again
Obsession, hate, murder, sin, not forgiven
Judge the ones I love the most
So I can, feel this film of dirtiness
I am stained because of you, and it's true
I am the person who sits here hating you
Fists clenched, jaw clenched, break it off and throw it
Into a river far away, along with all the things you say
In my head, am I dead? am I insane from the pain of a thousand brains i cant sustain in this rain because that feign name is my only bane?
hmm well...over all I like- you used some descriptive phases, and you were able to paint somewhat of a pic in my head. the rhyming was all over though place though-especially in the fist poem. You changed styles 2 or 3 times in that one.
question-you have lots of little threads-can I merge them into one thread?
Just follow the trail of broken hearts and destroyed lives, at the end........I'll be waiting.
All is but in nothing, something spinning into nothing
Webs are spinning from the nothing, spiders crawling out above me
Hiding pictures looking lovely, overrated mess above me
All is nothing but in something, nothing turning into something
Fire burning from the something, torches fading out before me
Crucifixes that adore me, require me to lay before me