There is this hollow
cave that engulfs me
within myself. I fill
my voids that is fulled
with someone I can
never truly be a part
of.
I stagger through my
days wondering when
the fall will come
and leave me tattered
and bruised,from
inside out.A mark
on my being that I
know does not belong,
yet has to be.
Like the wind I get
blown away just from
the mere pleasure of
a filling that will
never be my complete
feelings.I speak a
thousand words but
yet I wonder am I
really ever heard,
does he even know
who I am?
I am sure that the
possibly of him ever
knowing who hides
deep within my soul
is just a dream that
shall never come true,
for I would know that
feeling and it has
not came to pass as
of yet and deep within
that is what I want.
Leave me to the dark
to bid my memories
hello,even in them
I am always to feel
so much more.I know
what I need and I know
what I yet do not
feel,but yet I find
my mask and place it
where it shall for
now and always stay,
upon my heart and
face.
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Showing posts with label quotes from the heart. Show all posts
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Monday, August 20, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Tormented games of hope
I have so much but yet
I have nothing at all,
these are just fabrications
of my restless mind that
dauntingly struggles in
the endless games that my
mind always seem to play
with me.
I am tormented in the
shadows of myself as
I run into the unknown
searching for a darker
light that only abides
by my own feverish fear
of what I should be,anyone
but me!
A tint of colors soulfully
fill in the missing outlines
of my mind.Dark hues find
their way to overshadow what
the full picture wants you
to find,what the naked eye
wants you to see.
I try to see tomorrow as
an new found friend that
is just right around the
bend across-ed that swaying
bridge,I freeze within!I am
covered in thick skin as I
leave my hearts mind too
fend.
My soul bleeds the color
of yellow as I stay fastened
in the life I am too scared
to live.Life awaits only for
those that have the strength
to live and breathe.I shower
dreams and hopes in the minds
of those that I love the most
but in the end I am so very
scared to tie my shoes,I stand
still in my tracks that now
are covering up with dust.
I am content in my own
minds prison!I walk the
line and find myself hidden
behind a life that I
sometimes wish could be
written in chisel and
stone,finding myself in
my own tormented body
made of pain and forbidden
hope.
I have nothing at all,
these are just fabrications
of my restless mind that
dauntingly struggles in
the endless games that my
mind always seem to play
with me.
I am tormented in the
shadows of myself as
I run into the unknown
searching for a darker
light that only abides
by my own feverish fear
of what I should be,anyone
but me!
A tint of colors soulfully
fill in the missing outlines
of my mind.Dark hues find
their way to overshadow what
the full picture wants you
to find,what the naked eye
wants you to see.
I try to see tomorrow as
an new found friend that
is just right around the
bend across-ed that swaying
bridge,I freeze within!I am
covered in thick skin as I
leave my hearts mind too
fend.
My soul bleeds the color
of yellow as I stay fastened
in the life I am too scared
to live.Life awaits only for
those that have the strength
to live and breathe.I shower
dreams and hopes in the minds
of those that I love the most
but in the end I am so very
scared to tie my shoes,I stand
still in my tracks that now
are covering up with dust.
I am content in my own
minds prison!I walk the
line and find myself hidden
behind a life that I
sometimes wish could be
written in chisel and
stone,finding myself in
my own tormented body
made of pain and forbidden
hope.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
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