a poem during after school detention
A place to hide, a place to waste away, a place for our thoughts...
This isnt what the world was meant to be,
Why do I find myself standing on the edge of destruction?
Am I waiting for you to blow me away?
The sun beamed down upon my pale cheeks,
questions arose in my empty quenched mind...
Question...
Question the questions
Question the answers
I make chioces based on what I know
I have the answers and there are no questions for them
So does this mean that I am set, good to go?
Life is overwhelming the boundaries of my soul
There is no room left for this new pain
No space left to make a mistake
Every scar, every time we fake
There is someone watching
Out from behind the dusty afternoon sunlit curtains that line your window
The sun breaks in to to steal the energy you saved to love me
Just to love, just to feel... something other than this pain
On the floor of carefully laid tile, the pattern so smooth
My body lays sick and dying; decaying
I can see maggots wriggling through my skin; the insects have come to take me...
Bring myself to my knees and crawl to the showering down tap water
We pay for the caress of it, and yet we don't appreciate the silence of it'
The water pelts down, burning lies into my skin, it hurts, like all the lies before
But i deserve the pain, for my wreckless deeds
From the time, passed so quickly, it drains away
The heat of the water faded,
And the icy splash awakens me to the darkened corners of the florescent lit bathroom
A place to hide, a place to waste away, a place for our thougths; to escape from this reality...
Pulling, don't give up... oh, not so easily
I brace each step and find my bloody hands tightly, painfully, griping the sides of the sink
Gushing, the blood drips down; small crimson puddles gracing the white tiled floor
I stare into the basin; I can' t break my gazr from the shinny porcelain surface
I can't bring myself to look into those eyes; blue green and speckled sun fire
As I believe I remeber they were
To see the person on the inside
The one who witnessed the tragedy of the story
The one who stood aside and let them take control
The one who didn't stand up and make a change when she could have
Why did she flee, where did she hide
Where did she go...?
Will anyone know...?
K-
<3 died again,uhhh...
well i guess i will always be an on looker to your romance... admiring how you love her and not me will just have to be enough... but i will wait because things could always change...
"for the crown you've placed upon my head feels to heavy now
and i don't know what to say to you but i'll smile any how..."
"i want to see the world alone again, and take a chance at life again..."
This isnt what the world was meant to be,
Why do I find myself standing on the edge of destruction?
Am I waiting for you to blow me away?
The sun beamed down upon my pale cheeks,
questions arose in my empty quenched mind...
Question...
Question the questions
Question the answers
I make chioces based on what I know
I have the answers and there are no questions for them
So does this mean that I am set, good to go?
Life is overwhelming the boundaries of my soul
There is no room left for this new pain
No space left to make a mistake
Every scar, every time we fake
There is someone watching
Out from behind the dusty afternoon sunlit curtains that line your window
The sun breaks in to to steal the energy you saved to love me
Just to love, just to feel... something other than this pain
On the floor of carefully laid tile, the pattern so smooth
My body lays sick and dying; decaying
I can see maggots wriggling through my skin; the insects have come to take me...
Bring myself to my knees and crawl to the showering down tap water
We pay for the caress of it, and yet we don't appreciate the silence of it'
The water pelts down, burning lies into my skin, it hurts, like all the lies before
But i deserve the pain, for my wreckless deeds
From the time, passed so quickly, it drains away
The heat of the water faded,
And the icy splash awakens me to the darkened corners of the florescent lit bathroom
A place to hide, a place to waste away, a place for our thougths; to escape from this reality...
Pulling, don't give up... oh, not so easily
I brace each step and find my bloody hands tightly, painfully, griping the sides of the sink
Gushing, the blood drips down; small crimson puddles gracing the white tiled floor
I stare into the basin; I can' t break my gazr from the shinny porcelain surface
I can't bring myself to look into those eyes; blue green and speckled sun fire
As I believe I remeber they were
To see the person on the inside
The one who witnessed the tragedy of the story
The one who stood aside and let them take control
The one who didn't stand up and make a change when she could have
Why did she flee, where did she hide
Where did she go...?
Will anyone know...?
K-
<3 died again,uhhh...
well i guess i will always be an on looker to your romance... admiring how you love her and not me will just have to be enough... but i will wait because things could always change...
"for the crown you've placed upon my head feels to heavy now
and i don't know what to say to you but i'll smile any how..."
"i want to see the world alone again, and take a chance at life again..."