Poetry
I'm in the mood for posting a bit of poetry. A cool+creepy one, a downright scary one, an honest+depressing one, and a slightly hopeful one. Hope you like. ;-]
Your Eyes Scream the Truth
You can stop lying now
I know the truth
Even though you hide it well
Your eyes scream the truth to me
As you plaster on a fake smile
But you cannot disguise your truthful eyes
Your every action is imaginary
Pretending that everything is alright
But deep inside you know it’s not
As long as you tell these lies
Your eyes will continue to scream
The truth your desperately wish to hide
But even when you stop the deception
Beware, for you can hide from other things,
But you cannot hide from your eyes
They’re always there
Right with you
Watching
My Depression Bleeds
I lay awake in bed
Late at night
Waiting for you
To turn out your light
Downstairs
Your light turns off
And now I know
You won’t here me
I quickly get up
And grab my razor
Slicing it across my arm
But I’m sure not to go too far
I smile inside
Cutting away
My depression bleeding
Right out of my skin
More Comfortable In Hell
Some of us hate ourselves.
We wallow in self-loathing
And we wallow in self-pity
Until there’s nothing left of us
But remnants of broken spirits.
You see, the thing with us masochists
Is that we think we deserve it,
We believe we deserve the pain
It’s a sickness, a disease.
An illness you bask in.
We loathe ourselves so much
We feel no one should have to be
In our presence again, hoping to avert disaster.
Everyone deserves better than us,
But while we wallow we just hurt the ones around us.
Our abusers drive us to this,
This never-ending misery,
That warps our mind so far
Into believing that we deserve it;
That we’ve earned all the heartache.
Our life pattern never changes:
We never leave our self-destructive paths.
It’s comfortable that way, it’s what we know,
What we deserve to have.
Because those of us that hate ourselves,
Have a mantra that we live by-
Some people are more comfortable in hell,
And this will never change.
Your Smile
Even after the days of yesteryear
Quickly fade away
A single memory of your smile
Still lingers in my mind
The days that pass
I wander through
Pain and sorrow
Creep about me
But the way I continue to manage
To see the shining light
Is still through that
Single memory of your smile
My days collide
With weeks and months
And the shadows now surround me
But I still keep fighting through
With that image of your smile
So even though
It’s been awhile
And we are far apart
You still help me
Through these rough days
With your smile
Lingering in the back of my head
You help me continuously
Through days of pain
Just like you used to do
And even though we are apart
You’re still with me
With your smile
Your Eyes Scream the Truth
You can stop lying now
I know the truth
Even though you hide it well
Your eyes scream the truth to me
As you plaster on a fake smile
But you cannot disguise your truthful eyes
Your every action is imaginary
Pretending that everything is alright
But deep inside you know it’s not
As long as you tell these lies
Your eyes will continue to scream
The truth your desperately wish to hide
But even when you stop the deception
Beware, for you can hide from other things,
But you cannot hide from your eyes
They’re always there
Right with you
Watching
My Depression Bleeds
I lay awake in bed
Late at night
Waiting for you
To turn out your light
Downstairs
Your light turns off
And now I know
You won’t here me
I quickly get up
And grab my razor
Slicing it across my arm
But I’m sure not to go too far
I smile inside
Cutting away
My depression bleeding
Right out of my skin
More Comfortable In Hell
Some of us hate ourselves.
We wallow in self-loathing
And we wallow in self-pity
Until there’s nothing left of us
But remnants of broken spirits.
You see, the thing with us masochists
Is that we think we deserve it,
We believe we deserve the pain
It’s a sickness, a disease.
An illness you bask in.
We loathe ourselves so much
We feel no one should have to be
In our presence again, hoping to avert disaster.
Everyone deserves better than us,
But while we wallow we just hurt the ones around us.
Our abusers drive us to this,
This never-ending misery,
That warps our mind so far
Into believing that we deserve it;
That we’ve earned all the heartache.
Our life pattern never changes:
We never leave our self-destructive paths.
It’s comfortable that way, it’s what we know,
What we deserve to have.
Because those of us that hate ourselves,
Have a mantra that we live by-
Some people are more comfortable in hell,
And this will never change.
Your Smile
Even after the days of yesteryear
Quickly fade away
A single memory of your smile
Still lingers in my mind
The days that pass
I wander through
Pain and sorrow
Creep about me
But the way I continue to manage
To see the shining light
Is still through that
Single memory of your smile
My days collide
With weeks and months
And the shadows now surround me
But I still keep fighting through
With that image of your smile
So even though
It’s been awhile
And we are far apart
You still help me
Through these rough days
With your smile
Lingering in the back of my head
You help me continuously
Through days of pain
Just like you used to do
And even though we are apart
You’re still with me
With your smile