poetry here and there ((old!))
Poetry!! yaya...well, I found this stached away, its about a year old, enjoy!
(l i f e t a u g h t m e t o d i e )
so it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball
the roads are steep
and I swear I’ve lost you
mountains of hate
spread out on landscape
dreams become unseldom reality
hell has risen
and it’s taking all in
alone, my prosperity
is no longer needed
future has left us
with nothing but a past
and everything in it
shouldn’t last
throw it all out
buy yourself in
eat yourself
from flesh
caving
sin to the gods
oh how they’ll thank you
gifts of all sorts
death and birth
open your hand
close your heart
honestly say
things shouldn’t be this way
those angry voices
eat me slow
take me away
I do not know
what they say
care to hear
words decay
take my hand
rip it off
tell me you hate me
I’ll understand
just walk away
leaving marks
your way
tell me you’re lying
or tell me I’m fake
don’t tell me you love me
you’ll make my heart break.
oceans of despair
life is an option
death or all of it
choose wisely
making mistakes
offers enduring consequences
I handed it over
on a rusty platter
turned myself in
gave it all up
I had hopes of change
hopes of new life
desperate in some kind of relief
I ignored what was happening
as if to say
strangely nothing at all
these trees grow
on uncertain bodies
death has stalked this town forever
the pursuit of happiness
has failed unaccountably to exist
but to touch what isn’t there’s
is a fable untold
a brick road
never been journeyed through
a broken heart never been mended
a mental child
lost in confusion
you try to live
you lose many battles
you fall out of existence
executed on your own behalf
fallen out
thrown away
cast aside
left to gray.
pretend to smile
pretend what for
the wind shifts
you want to soar
lift your head up
smile something rare
notice the tides
soon one after another
hate the world
like they hate you
claim your death
all its own
scrape it off the road
tell it you love it
beg it to stay
cry
as it
walks away
leaving you behind
lost this war
its just some kind of disclaimer
and there he stands
tall and grand
above and before me
try to hide
lets play pretend
run and hide
I’ll count to ten
and maybe we can still be friends
but I always liked imaginary men
better.
.the end.
(l i f e t a u g h t m e t o d i e )
so it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball
the roads are steep
and I swear I’ve lost you
mountains of hate
spread out on landscape
dreams become unseldom reality
hell has risen
and it’s taking all in
alone, my prosperity
is no longer needed
future has left us
with nothing but a past
and everything in it
shouldn’t last
throw it all out
buy yourself in
eat yourself
from flesh
caving
sin to the gods
oh how they’ll thank you
gifts of all sorts
death and birth
open your hand
close your heart
honestly say
things shouldn’t be this way
those angry voices
eat me slow
take me away
I do not know
what they say
care to hear
words decay
take my hand
rip it off
tell me you hate me
I’ll understand
just walk away
leaving marks
your way
tell me you’re lying
or tell me I’m fake
don’t tell me you love me
you’ll make my heart break.
oceans of despair
life is an option
death or all of it
choose wisely
making mistakes
offers enduring consequences
I handed it over
on a rusty platter
turned myself in
gave it all up
I had hopes of change
hopes of new life
desperate in some kind of relief
I ignored what was happening
as if to say
strangely nothing at all
these trees grow
on uncertain bodies
death has stalked this town forever
the pursuit of happiness
has failed unaccountably to exist
but to touch what isn’t there’s
is a fable untold
a brick road
never been journeyed through
a broken heart never been mended
a mental child
lost in confusion
you try to live
you lose many battles
you fall out of existence
executed on your own behalf
fallen out
thrown away
cast aside
left to gray.
pretend to smile
pretend what for
the wind shifts
you want to soar
lift your head up
smile something rare
notice the tides
soon one after another
hate the world
like they hate you
claim your death
all its own
scrape it off the road
tell it you love it
beg it to stay
cry
as it
walks away
leaving you behind
lost this war
its just some kind of disclaimer
and there he stands
tall and grand
above and before me
try to hide
lets play pretend
run and hide
I’ll count to ten
and maybe we can still be friends
but I always liked imaginary men
better.
.the end.