the transgression of mind takes place
slowly
yet nonetheless in its fruition of change
I begin solemnly to allow my thoughts to become
I am afraid of what I have done
regret is a thing that I never wanted to live with
yet here it is
so I remorsefully go on
persistant to get this down
slowly
write down words
contemplate madness
go there for a bit
but come back soon
I dont belong now
some mistakes should never be made
not in my blood what I've down
something took over
when I came back I was in a horrible place
I didnt belong
a face that shouldnt have been
pain is me now, suffering my debt
confusion has struck me because all of a sudden I became what I hate
such passion that can follow an action is remarkable
I step back and gaze upon the change I've inflicted and fill with shame
eyes cant be seen, nor ears will listen
so words mean nothing
2 comments:
The silence can kill you
and the place where you stand is vacant
with eyes staring at the floor
you have no answer
and you struggle for a slight thought
so alone now
that you contemplate staying
and you agree that this feeling is glue
until people actually listen
you will be stuck
I am listening
and in time people will too
So as we try to pull you out
you need to realize whats said and gone
and its time to practice
being away from it all
just so you can feel a bit of freedom
happiness is not something you can catch
but something you search for
Silence does kill.
Vacancy is my mind.
eyes refuse to look up.
shame.
no thoughts to struggle for.
yes.
no.
yes.
I hope.
I am.
Thank you.
maybe.
Not likely.
Hard to.
what.
im there.
dont want it.
true.
so true.
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