What pain is

4 2 0
                                    

Let's just say the promise of death

Has brought me to life yes

Maybe I'll just say and regress

Fuck this shit I'll be one with the soil

Where I am terminated

I can hardly wait on it

Now block out the sun and show me your sweat

Lodge me with a broken heart and a fishless stream

Read sweet demented whispers to my death

Write sweet demented whispers to my spleen yeah take it all for the team

I loved and felt what it was now divorced bucket wish list

I am saying today I am dying again only to live on

Never to hear you sing my songs

I can't handle these useless tears I am crying

Worth less than the price of buying

I feel their hatred and I offer it back on place

In place of where my heart left

And I remain a broken mess

Now I am going to procure another hitlist

Readying it for recording

Unsure if I'll be here by morning

My Heart remains in mourning


And I'm off again

Lost in what I thought I read

Reading it over and it's still the same

I am surely missed as you're now dead

Against the walls I am smashing

I remember not to forget

This is what pain is

New poetry book or...Where stories live. Discover now