A quiet panic never shown
Important lessons never learned
How would you have known
You were always on your own.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
#50
And you weren't invited to my breakdown
But you were surely the only one to attend
I was able to contain my insanity
Simply for a public facade
When we both knew I was gone
Apparition! You are the ghost
My memories and dreams haunt me
You're the starring role
I've found myself hiding in the dark
Soon to be swallowed into the hole
Self medicated went nowhere
Unmedicated gave me more illusions
Sifting through the papers in the dark
I can't see you've said, you can't see me scream
I don't need to see, I know these verses so well
But you were surely the only one to attend
I was able to contain my insanity
Simply for a public facade
When we both knew I was gone
Apparition! You are the ghost
My memories and dreams haunt me
You're the starring role
I've found myself hiding in the dark
Soon to be swallowed into the hole
Self medicated went nowhere
Unmedicated gave me more illusions
Sifting through the papers in the dark
I can't see you've said, you can't see me scream
I don't need to see, I know these verses so well
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
#49
Another sleepless night with a familiar dream
Every night waking to some horrible scene
It's always you who haunts me it seems
I feel like I'm an adult, but act like a teen
I've known it was the best for both of us
That doesn't mean I'm content with this
All because some lack of your trust
Now I only think of our final kiss
Like a book buried in the depths
I'm the treasure you haven't discovered yet
I love you so much it makes me inept
You've turned your head like we've never met
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
#48
It's that moment of uncomfortable silence
Staring into each others eyes with no words
Afraid of how things will come out
Or a complete lack of words in this moment
When they were so carefully thought out
Everything is simple until face to face
Everything then breaks down and you're lost
The feeling in the pit of your stomach
You know what's right, but you can't do it
So you suffer until you go and suffer until the end
Saturday, August 28, 2010
#47
These are the tears I couldn't let you see
As we sat alone and talked until past three
A haze of words, little would be remembered
And I'm left with no idea what to do
The worst though, is that I still fucking smell you.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
#46
A faceless statue in an abandoned Colosseum
Sixteen columns hold the open ceiling
Travelers from some place unknown
Look to discover what once had been known
Centuries ago flesh clad in iron caused the ground to tremble
Today only the ghosts, memories, and bone remain.
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