push this pen into my veins till my thoughts become ink exhaling what i think this is my outlet my way to speak
my mind suffers from insomnia thoughts of manufactured happiness self inflicted pain dance to the beat of the drum through my brain and as i stomp unwanted feelings so far into the earth that i swear the devil felt every tear that never melt down my contorted face
my hearts always been yours to take but when you look into my eyes you swore to see a ghost
so i'll disguise myself with this dagger you've already pulled the trigger now take all you can take everything cause im more vulnerable than i've ever been
i'll show you what it's like to hurt cause fear is all i feel the antidote sucked into a needle shot straight to the vein pick the scab watch it bleed forgetting how to heal
strip me of my safety leave me out to dry and as saltwater burns all open wounds i'll dream of you my dear
Behind that painted face lies an incredible brain capable of thinking thoughts way beyond most people's ability to think!! I think you're destined to be a famous writer of song lyrics! Maybe not the sort of songs that I'd enjoy listening to, but that's what makes our world an interesting place to live, and not just to visit...... DIVERSITY! - You've got a healthy dose of talent young lady!!
RedexNorthumberland, England UKJul 11, 2011
What a read, yes I hope peace will reign now. My first thought was wow, then I thought no-one, nothing should make someone feel so, lack of freedom acceptance oh alsorts muddled up came in. Still enjoyed the read and stirrings it brought
I admire anyone who gets a tattoo, I could never do it. I remember working with them, the tattooed folk, always felt fearful of them, always wanted to ask them why did you get that one, what does it mean? Your poem is very raw and honest, nice!
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Still enjoyed the read and stirrings it brought