Untitled (VERY GOOD)
You walk. Talking of the good old times. When we were friends and what it means to us then, never of the means to the end. But that was then, this is now. Frowning as I look down, I envision it then, way back when. Lack of flash, forces me back. Back to the track where I fade to black and there is just you. You alone. Bag of bones; can I ever burry these memories? Me alone, that alone sets the tone of this picturesque mosque of the grotesque scenery before me, engulfing my mind with the kind of despair one can only find in mind, not the kind pointed to by all the signs but the kind of a mind born tattered, rea
YOU
You say that you are living.
But really you are dead.
All of these thoughts are, swimming around my head
I see the chains that bind you.
And cut you at the wrist.
Or does it just make more sense.
To make the scar yourself.
You like to watch the bleeding.
You like the color red.
You say that all you need is just have one more breath.
And all that you have seen makes you want the rest.
But all the hate that you breathe chokes and fills your lungs.
All of this shit has only too has just begun.
I see the chains that bind you.
And cut you at the wrist.
Or does it make more sense.
To make the scar yourself.
You like to see
Memoir 'A Cyclical Life' by billibob9128, literature
Literature
Memoir 'A Cyclical Life'
Memoir (A Cyclical Life)
Theyre chasing me again
I can sense their presence, even before they show themselves.
Its only time
Im tired.
Ive been running for so long now.
I didnt know that I could ever remember.
I used to hope that they would simply fade away
Fall into my dark abyss
I miss guilt free
I miss the trees
I miss the bitch
Any moment now
Theyll be upon me
Like ravenous beasts
Waiting
Watching
Looking for the opportune moment
A moment I lament
But none the less know is upon me now
Here they are!
Tearing cerebral flesh,
My blood is coursing, pounding
One is th
"Sins and Sears"
My head is empty
This world will ever miss me?
Kiss me
All my promises made sincere
All my fears made clear
Dear
I need you to listen
Just wishin
My tears glisten
Quivering lips
Salty finger tips
Your hips
I undress you in my mind
But only to find
I am blind
Your curves
These words
Herds of thoughts
Have only brought
What is not
Forgot in time
So stand in line
To be shot down
Put six in the ground
Ever so sound
Is this bliss?
That, I wish
Kiss your tears away
So stay
Today
Tomorrow
Only sorrow
Happiness I borrow
From my sins
To win a moment without you on my mind
Ever so kind
Were my eyes
"Sins and Sears"
My head is empty
This world will ever miss me?
Kiss me
All my promises made sincere
All my fears made clear
Dear
I need you to listen
Just wishin
My tears glisten
Quivering lips
Salty finger tips
Your hips
I undress you in my mind
But only to find
I am blind
Your curves
These words
Herds of thoughts
Have only brought
What is not
Forgot in time
So stand in line
To be shot down
Put six in the ground
Ever so sound
Is this bliss?
That, I wish
Kiss your tears away
So stay
Today
Tomorrow
Only sorrow
Happiness I borrow
From my sins
To win a moment without you on my mind
Ever so kind
Were my eyes
Memoir 'A Cyclical Life' by billibob9128, literature
Literature
Memoir 'A Cyclical Life'
Memoir (A Cyclical Life)
Theyre chasing me again
I can sense their presence, even before they show themselves.
Its only time
Im tired.
Ive been running for so long now.
I didnt know that I could ever remember.
I used to hope that they would simply fade away
Fall into my dark abyss
I miss guilt free
I miss the trees
I miss the bitch
Any moment now
Theyll be upon me
Like ravenous beasts
Waiting
Watching
Looking for the opportune moment
A moment I lament
But none the less know is upon me now
Here they are!
Tearing cerebral flesh,
My blood is coursing, pounding
One is th