Words We Cannot Speak

Crucified faith

The sky is so clear that i can see the furthest corners of outer space
But i am cemented to migraines, gravity is a force of mind space.
The hurt is worthless if nothing matters
(I only need to matter) .
The shouts all sway.
We stagger along endless roads to homes inhabited by more nothing people.
The mind is the most powerful machine,
Mine pledging self destruction
(My expiry date doesn't need sealing, dear old fate).
Murder me, murderer, i'm not afraid;
I want to die, until death do us part.
Earthquake wars fight our battles too.
Mind shakes at the irony of repenting my sins, when where is my goddamned god? (Amen).
Religion and faith merely a saving grace because death must be more than life, more than the end...
We cannot accept a full stop when semi colons stitch up our bleeding wrists;
It's all a lie, this is it.
Colour is nothing through robot eyes.
My heart beats faster than yours
(Not that it's a race)
And i collide with more thoughts like a bullet through the back of your smiling mind.
Pain is rooted so far into your skull
That you are blossoming into your own worst nightmare;
The people you vowed to never become.
My eyes are empty and then full of passion when these words whir my conversations into small talk.
Laughter and laughter, and then, all at once, silence and no tears for dreams that I barely believe in.
We love and we die and that is it...
Maybe we get to love and die all over again.
i am hell bent on staying alive
(I hope i am heaven bound).
-by holly boyd