Submissions by Demetria_Bennett (Demetria Bennett)

I’m in life just going through a phase, It got so crazy, I lost track of the days I stay so high; I’m living in a daze. I’m so sick of every ones’ praise...

I know that I don’t deserve it.
Give me your heart, I’ll desert it.
Scared that if I give you mine, you’ll hurt it.
This world of mine I need to rebirth it.
I wonder if this thing called life is even worth it...

I may be a role model to most, But I feel like the Devil’s host, So I write with no hope,
As a way to cope.
These words people are free to quote But to me they are a suicide...

I move at a different pace,
Got sidetracked on this race,
Almost had me in second place,
To where I didn’t want to show my face, Because of the pain I could not erase...
So I sat still, and I didn’t make a sound,
If I could make it not real, I would still be around. But in truth I was weak!
I did not have the courage to speak ...
I guess this was my way to compete
With myself as I aim to reach
A different level, perhaps a higher peak,
But then I noticed I’m surrounded by what I reap.

Muddled and confused by these nightmares, That...

Pedals for these medals
The world spins like a bezel,
I aim for stars just to see your face, As I take my place,
We are on a race,
So allow me to state my case;
I’m in this world weighted by hate, I’m here trying to balance the weight. Honestly, I’m scared for my fate
And the things I might face.
Perpetually,
This is connecting me,
To the intensity,
Of my own reality-
God has made us all crazy.
Excuses for life this god has made,
In many proportions and different shades,
It gave us reasons to be at war,
Please don’t...

This is the beginning to the end,
I’m stuck in limbo trying to win.
I don’t quite know where I shall begin, Although I’ve already witnessed the end.
Looking back now I see where I went wrong This is the reason that fools write songs.
See I thought I had it figured out all a long, But somewhere back there, I went wrong
I thought the gods were on my side,
But now I see the gods have died!
Either that, or they have already arrived,
They saw what we were, and pushed us to the side, To stay here and battle with our pride,
That we cover with material...