No way to shake off anxiety
My mind, made up of insanity
Blames society, sobriety
Insomnia's inhumanity
In love and loss and life and labels
Need space from lingering frustrations
Shadows shake the cage around my core
Empty at the center of it all
Hidden sentiment beating harder
Forcing these painful hesitations
You lead my soul closer to the edge
No, I cannot stop, I cannot breathe
Can never stand the way you like me
No kind of life goes on without you
But, I cannot stop, help me breathe
Why can't you despise how you make me?
Voices keep growing, loud loud LOUDER
Trembling fingers are getting colder
And — stopitstopitstopitstopit
The only word torment never knows
I just cannot bring myself to think
I might have tender feelings for you
Sink deeper past hope, too far beyond
No-man's land, the point of no return
Through your shuttered eyes, I see myself
I watch my heart burn down to ashes
Clock hands tick the hours until you
Destroy me, shatter me, batter me
Take anything you desire from me
I disintegrate under your smile
Prevent my yearning lips from lying
Please keep me here for a little while...
Naked feet are dangling off the edge
I cannot stop, will I ever breathe?
I want to listen to your laughter
Want to hold your sad sounds as you weep
When you leave me behind in your sleep
I am always thinking about you
Feeding on your warmth when you are near
But in the middle of the nighttime
The nightmares make my chest pound with fear
Cruel creature of my night and day
Ruthless, restless pacing in my brain
Triggered scars, bringing back our ghost pains
I cannot breathe, cannot feel my screams
Sorrowful soul bleeding through the screen
And the teardrops falling down my face
Shoulders shaking, silently breaking
My last empty glass, the scarlet snow
My reflection, this dark deception
Escapes at the end of the bottle
This merciless monster gripping me
Deadly demons never go away
Fuck the life I made to be with you
Slipping off is all I want to do
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Scratches On My Gravestone
PoetryA collection of poems written by little ol' me, created to be discovered, but not remembered.
