Pitiful cry,
Alone at night,
Silent sigh
What a sight
Blue lips
are hushed
by deaths fingertips.
Soft whispers,
no one hears.
No one is there
Darkness it covers
everywhere.
A mournful cry
it escapes these lips
a beautiful sound.
Loud in the dark it rips
echoing around
bouncing off walls,
hiding in corners.
Tears fall.
Little horrors
salty and clear.
Unaware
My biggest fear
holding on too tight.
Slipping by
at the speed of light.
Water through my hands.
Gone. Why?
No real answer.
Disappeared.
Suicide?
"No, no not a chance."
Wasn't I by her side?
Just a glance
She was gone.
So many pills so little time.
Now its still.
A broken clock,
it doesn't chime.
"Make it stop!"
Agony, pain, guilt.
Broken clock
tick tock.
Out of time.
No need for goodbye.
Bitter sweet
empty bliss.
Little cuts
pouring out
crimson blood
turn to drugs
no way out.
Trying,
trying
to turn around.
Consumption
Redemption.
Repeat times two.
Spinning on a carousel ride
going backwards.
tear out my insides.
No time for words.
Like spiral slides.
What's to come?
Beating heart 'thump, thump.'
"It smells up here,
drugs, beer."
Eyes of fire
push me down.
Understandably upset.
Yeah me too.
Something he doesn't quite get.
"Get out of my house! Out, out!"
Screams, shouts.
Angry words said in vain.
Nothing is seperable from this hurt,
this pain.
It just adds on
again, again.
'Til someone loses,
someone wins.
This time victory goes to me
So lets me go
leaves me be.
"I love you dad."
No words returned.
Off to drink the sorrows away
on his own.
Heart beating
slowly cracking.
Retreating
to the recesses of my mind.
It isn't my fault
it never was.
Can't even think about the buzz.
Have to be clean
no drug scene.
The scars remain
What's the harm
in one more slice?
Release the pain.
Better than drugs.
Feel the rush.
Keep holding on
staying strong.
If this poem never finds a proper end.
That must mean I'm dead.
Alone at night,
Silent sigh
What a sight
Blue lips
are hushed
by deaths fingertips.
Soft whispers,
no one hears.
No one is there
Darkness it covers
everywhere.
A mournful cry
it escapes these lips
a beautiful sound.
Loud in the dark it rips
echoing around
bouncing off walls,
hiding in corners.
Tears fall.
Little horrors
salty and clear.
Unaware
My biggest fear
holding on too tight.
Slipping by
at the speed of light.
Water through my hands.
Gone. Why?
No real answer.
Disappeared.
Suicide?
"No, no not a chance."
Wasn't I by her side?
Just a glance
She was gone.
So many pills so little time.
Now its still.
A broken clock,
it doesn't chime.
"Make it stop!"
Agony, pain, guilt.
Broken clock
tick tock.
Out of time.
No need for goodbye.
Bitter sweet
empty bliss.
Little cuts
pouring out
crimson blood
turn to drugs
no way out.
Trying,
trying
to turn around.
Consumption
Redemption.
Repeat times two.
Spinning on a carousel ride
going backwards.
tear out my insides.
No time for words.
Like spiral slides.
What's to come?
Beating heart 'thump, thump.'
"It smells up here,
drugs, beer."
Eyes of fire
push me down.
Understandably upset.
Yeah me too.
Something he doesn't quite get.
"Get out of my house! Out, out!"
Screams, shouts.
Angry words said in vain.
Nothing is seperable from this hurt,
this pain.
It just adds on
again, again.
'Til someone loses,
someone wins.
This time victory goes to me
So lets me go
leaves me be.
"I love you dad."
No words returned.
Off to drink the sorrows away
on his own.
Heart beating
slowly cracking.
Retreating
to the recesses of my mind.
It isn't my fault
it never was.
Can't even think about the buzz.
Have to be clean
no drug scene.
The scars remain
What's the harm
in one more slice?
Release the pain.
Better than drugs.
Feel the rush.
Keep holding on
staying strong.
If this poem never finds a proper end.
That must mean I'm dead.
