lifeless (in the form of whitman)

day one... the beginning. all was well.
her first love
it ended up becoming an eternity, not only through hell but also through stark trials
it started so slowly, feeling like forever with fighting that was never ending
the words, they severed, for the harshness cut her like a knife
the walls were confining as if they were bars and she could not escape
this is her jail cell and those that knew her could not see the bars growing from the ground
the walls were bright orange and gave everyone cheer, everyone but her
all she ever did was live in strife and fear
her anger gradually boiled over, searching for a rope, whether it was to help her or hurt her
she caught grasp of the rope yet it was so hard to attain
she took one glance in the mirror and hated what she saw, she grabbed soap, the only bar she could take hold of
as she rubbed it on her feet she felt even dirtier, but she got up from the seat and stood on the counter
she found a fan, breathing cool air in the room, but she turned it off for it might slap her around
she let the ceiling have her
the feet which contained the soap slipped off the counter and broker her spirit as well as her soft neck
leaving her first love to find something hed forever regret


stone cold

deception lies within
curdled blood drips
the counter stained for its entirety
why did wrath knock
violence as well as death
screaming cries of pain
an absence of love
the presence of hate
eternity takes its toll
death overcomes
the house is silent
two cold masses
heavy as lead
motionless as stone
an attempt to get rid of
more than life itself


is there purpose in life
any at all?
to live for beliefs
turn your back and fall
crushing morality
with one single blow
in the end eventually
you are your own foe


cracked

broken record spinning round
never ending broken sound
his insides forever on fire
searching for that lost desire
all he finds are cracked mirrors
old memories bring him to distorted pictures
he tries to escape the thought of reality
all he wants is a window to break free
years of searching, looking for answers
all that is revealed are his burdening cancers
with thorns of a rose he pricks his finger
the hate that was birthed will always linger


bare

bleeding out
all the pain
all is lost
nothing gained
hatred, grievance
deep inside
no more barriers
nothing to hide
sitting, sinking
in the sand
looking hard
for that helping hand
giving up
no return
out in the cold
left to burn
no hope left
no none at all
helpless and blind
they left you to fall
plunging in
all is dark
the hell to pay
dangerously stark


freezing rain

im bleeding hard
pains locked away
no more feelings
cares are cast away
i am troubled
rolling in doubt
there are so many doors
which one is out?
our hateful words
so icy, so cold
its a consistent feeling
frigid and old
im pushed of the plank
death is near
my hands tied back
the water is all i fear
nightmares, horrors
the all fill my mind
im looking, still searching
but i cannot find
the love was lost
though it was unwilling
the cost of the heartache
emotions were chilling
harsh words were said
but from me they were the worst
you took them in
like a beggar dying of thirst
why am i here?
why do you listen?
as our eyes fill with tears
those that glisten
i never meant to hurt you
or to cause you pain
but it seems when we fight
days are filled with freezing rain


suffocate

i suffocate with you
i suffocate without you
whenever im around you i suffocate

im surrounded by locks, chains, and keys
but the keys just wont fit in the holes

its your burning desire to keep me here
never let me go away
i know your plan its to have me here
with all this rust and suffocate

hard metal, stings to the core
never letting go of the pain
binding and tearing off my skin
this is what it means to suffocate