is the final straw.
You didn't even try to help me at all.
All you did was hurt me mentally,
I can never be what you want me to be.
I can never believe that I'll see tomorrow.
Although I know that my life is full of sorrow.
is my final thought.
I think of you when your'e close and I'm not.
this is what I wanted to be
Through the horror of reality
living my life of unhappy thoughts.
The old life that I sought was no more than a thought
of the price of my head being confused
and left dead.
I'm ignored and forgot
the war that I fought
again, was no more than a thought.
is what I fear to say.
The words that might lead up to the day
when you leave me behind.
I know this world is unkind,
but I watched your life slowly unwind
And now I find
you can never be mine.
Now that I've seen through this all
I suddenly stall
Should I fall? Or should I live my life of radical hate?
Should I be thrown around like a rag doll?
Or do nothing at all?
My life is to fall.
This is the final straw.
14 years agoMeteora
14 years agoMeteora
The gift of all things.
how come it's not ever gifted to me?
How come I see the light without sight
of this love that seems not meant to be.
This fright inside kills me like a blight.
I hate it when your'e facing me,
Thinking of the things you really ought to be.
Reminding yourself of the pain
Alone in the rain
Becoming insane of the thought of the unforgettable love
It all comes back to me.
The reason I brought this to bear,
is the only reason that seems increasingly fair
for an unforgettable love.
Getting away from the pain
Drives me insane
Knowing that my mind is maimed and has been changed
by the name of the same thing that
takes me out of the game.
I shallowly commit myself to
The things you should really ought to see
Will be in memory
The time that you all-so-solemly
promised to keep your trust,
but you pratically
Broke me in half
But then at last
the dark light stands still.
I very reluctantly step out of the shadow
to face reality
This unknown entity
Is testing me
to see what I can
to cross this endless sea.
These are a few older poems that I wrote. They aren't the best, but theyr'e ok. The second one is said like a rap.
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