I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
Ringing but you didn't bother to pick I think it's time we address my life together We need a bigger candle with longer wick
By Harydo Neon4 years ago in Poets
Lately things have been getting so good and it scares me Getting used to a laughter and I don't want it to leave Smiling so much lately,, facial muscles in a rush
I guess sometimes my shadow becomes cast on the floor And I sit looking and wondering what my life's worth While another kid sits across the room, taking notes, she jots
We found, ourselves in this deserted place With deserted minds, fruitful embrace I never thought we would get to this stage
Nights without eyelids closing Thoughts in my head, rolling About things I need to unfold And roll over on stones If I love her so much, then why is it so hard to be there?
Bottles up, glass full with laughters in the air Saturday night parties, weekdays of empty stares No real emotions, empathy lacking
Let's tell a story, untold yet popular A 10 year old going through what most don't understand It's so weird it took drama to open his tongue
Truth? Truth is I do love you And I know I stutter when I say it Trying not to lay down bonds only to loose it But with every of your smile, a beat skipped
I wish I never took a sledge on those promises I wish I never became who I wasn't meant to be I wish dark paths weren't meant for me
Listen, oh little one. Come sit on this weary lap Let me tell a thing or two about your life and its mishap 8, you meet your bestfriend and it would be special
Down in the dirt, with mud on my hair Consistently falling as I try climbing these stairs Strength leaving my body, hope leaving my soul
My pen never wanted to write this But my mind would ache if I resist So I would write it with all my busting feels Father, yeah, real