December 27, 2014
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is this way too soon?
all these movements look desperate for a reply,
all this blood left with the questions to figure out what happened and why…
I’ve been playing restart to unearth this naked eye
coming up with only conclusions to end this low pride.
I’ve been told to go kill myself for the last time
I understand the consequence if I let this fin.
first of all, it’s my decision to disagree with you.
I’ve lost taste to touch
no lust for anything
I wish I didn’t know you at all
but now that I do, it ruins everything.
money is made out of women skin
I’ve tried my best to be a good friend.
It seems I’m too depressed
I may never have success with that
so I’m digging out my own grave
counting down to zero
because I don’t even know why I stick around
I don’t know why I shared my bed.
My smile makes me sick
I wonder what you see
Does it turn your stomach
As it does to me?
Does it look bright and sweet?
I can’t stand the way it feels
The memory of my reflection
Makes me feel so rotten
But I can’t help but smile
Now and then
I picture what it’s like
I try to kill it
I curse myself
The thought that I’ve carried out
The ridiculous contortion
The thought that you’ve seen it
It just makes me sick.
April 13, 2011
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Loneliness is an unwanted companion
A fire that never goes out
A black hole of nothingness
It is a room with no exits
no sounds,only Silence and darkness
Loneliness is like a disease
It slowly kills you in the inside
Slowly it devours you
Slowly decaying and rotting
to the core
A worn cage that enslaves you
A never ending maze
Darkness is all you see
An empty alley that leads to nowhere
Freedom seems out of reach
A tunnel that leads to oblivion
A sign saying,”Welcome to Nowhere”
Lost in a world that seems so alien
The streets in ruin and bare
Hope seems only like a folktale in this empty world
Darkness and pain is all you know
Life seems like a far away dream
Abandoned in darkness
No light to guide you
Death seems like the only solution
But you forgotten that you are already dead.
February 13, 2011
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I was alive
I had a soul
I walked the halls
It was so
But i was killed
I have no tombstone
And mourners none
But my body remains
An empty shell
That walks along
This is hell
A broken smile
And a mask in place
No one noticed
A death took place
the title of this is “With a Mask in Place” u want an interpretation. im stating my loneliness n it symbolizes such. the end with my ‘death’ meaning i am lonely and my friends do not notice, n if they do they do not seem to care, n whether or not they r my friends. yadda yadda yadda. all it is, is me showing my loneliness by saying that i ‘died’ (a metaphor for how lonely i am, how i feel unwanted, and my accepting these feelings as normal occurrences) and my friends not noticing. and the mask is how they don’t notice n e thing is wrong, they can’t see my loneliness n all as if i am wearing a mask over my face. and i use the word hell, but i mean it as the place n saying that loneliness is torture as if i was (guess where) in hell