Off the rails
No it's not that I'm a depressive I'd just prefer to have a descriptive Each word needs a definition Each thing needs an explanation It's never about a why or a who Other than a si…
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Nothing
Seems to be a strange sensation Not angry or sad, but a type of hollow Like a vacuum or a void It's not tiring, or anything described Everything has a tint of nothing to it It's as…
22:13
I let it fall I let down my guard Things put back together I stood watching the flames Still they smoulder in the ash They will burn forever The lines, the shape The wretched twist…
Seasons
I can hear the silence The quiet little discontent Pleading in the wind The hopes by which we live The forgetfulness of yesterday Forgive me for I have sinned The hallways are empt…
Far away
I want to to go far away Where no one knows my name I want to sleep and not wake up And forget this endless pain I want to smile like I mean it Find some purpose to it all Some rea…
My theory of relative stupidity
If we think, and therefore we are, than most are not, because they don't think
Once
Once I swore I had wings But I've burnt them all away I believe I had a voice But now there's nothing left to say I gave of my everything And I was left here to bleed So I'm sittin…
Profile
Let's be frank shall we? The world is a stinking pile of dung You a double d? Wealthy for goldiggers? A fashion model, well hung? How much can you give me? You going to make me loo…
Cruel
How cruel to make me love you So terribly wicked to make me care Stripping the dreams from my head Taking me away then leaving me there How wretched the kisses you gave How sweet t…
The Design
what a miserable countenance that I should be staring into the abyss what a terrible thought it is that a world should be designed like this what a cold realisation that all things…
What was, what is
Replaying a then Won't change the now Finding a why Won't make another how Unpredictable outcomes Are outcomes nonetheless Hope turns to loss Love turns to bitterness Imagining wha…
Ghost town
I feel like a ghost town Once where the homes were full The windows now are boarded up The wind howls in the street The parks no longer filled with smiles On the pavement lies a ti…
25 September 2014
Thirty four
This malicious incongruity Polar divides in space Sedated to pass the time To forget that which we cannot replace Buried in the sedition Of what is, and what is not Sick and convol…
I lay here in the dark Clawing at the lid of thi…
I planned to go back to church today But the doo…
Mistakes
Who's to blame for my mistakes Other than myself It's all just the same truth Taken from a different point of view The lack of love and hope Or any kind of virtue
What else can I say
Perhaps we never see the finality of forever The real meaning of eternity Our lives so fragile like glass Perhaps we don't understand the ramifications The deep, unchanging gravity…
Teenager
Remembrance, strange as it is All the way back to seventeen Coming back from a night out Walking down the street in torn jeans What a weekend The godfather movies, sex and the pixi…
21-09-14 12:44
I'm tired of the longing On this cold and distant shore I'm tired of staring at the endlessness And each day missing you more I feel so lost and wounded The scars I have are the on…