Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Unselfish

As her eyes roll back and look into the mind she once controlled,
Thoughts of regret and stories untold.
Every unsatisfying moment, turned her heart to steel.
Every lie she was told, made her world feel so un real.
Suffering others consequences, her thoughts black and blue.
A rescuer her whole life, yet that meant nothing to you.
Hiding her insides, never asking for help.
Fake smiles and covering up everyday frowns.
Only by showing weakness will she ever drown.

Leaving personal problems on the front step.
Taking chances, risks and bets.
No-one can save her now,
No-one will ever know how.
Yeah, she’s so ordinary.
Not one to stand out from the crowd.
Keeps her voice quiet, yet her heart is screaming out loud.

Watching the days roll on by,
Keeping a strong posture, but still longing to hide.
A black hole in her heart, that needed to be filled with light.
Hoping she’d find the answer, as if tonight’s her last night.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Temptation becomes regret.

You can linger at the corner shop, telling stories about what you got.
Taking hands walking across the street, watching traffic at the lights they meet.
Getting home you walk through the front door, straight to your room where she lay on the floor.
Tears flooding from her eyes, this is no surprise.
Blood shed everywhere and all you do is stare
You push and pull her
Being her further down
Hoping soon you'll hold her under and she'll drown.
Throwing words that tear her heart in two, shes now wishing there was nothing left of you.
Blades moving deeper into her skin, knowing nothing can help her win.
This battle has only just begun, shes running from problems that she should've overcome.
Downing the last bottle, shes ready to fall.
Ready to fail, ready to lose it all.
Taking chances never felt so right, all these scars making tonight her last night.
As she fights her heartbeat
She knows this is the end
No turning back, blades and bottles are her new bestfriends.
Gasping as her heart beats once more, falling faster, faster towards the floor.
This lifeless body, laying in a pool of blood
Fought all her battles, but without the man from up above.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

repetition

having another one of those days.
where the tears keep rolling
and the days stand still
nights seem neverending
and my hearts forever breaking.
my words dont make sense,
oh sweetheart we're stuck in the past tense.
reminiscing on unforgiven mistakes.
and taking risks we shouldnt make.