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Forgotten
drug use and abuse
the fiery light of my shadow
blown away by the imperfect lies
you whisper.
Worthless time
spent on hopes and dreams.
Never ending screams escape
the mouth of a less than perfect child
Round and round
we go in this circle.
rugged edges of life
cascade into the palm of your hand
You speak words
but never actually say something.
You were raised to believe
that thorns on roses were meant to puncture
and cuts on skin were meant to bleed.
You were left behind
as we all marched down the road
of broken promises and ignorant minds
No one understood the concept of
why the wolf would howl at the moon
until the horrid sound echoed through
the dense forest of their minds and they realized
he was crying.
Please excuse me
if the words flowing
out of the pink painted lips upset you
they speak the words of lost sanity.
You see, i was raised
to believe that the most dangerous thing in life
was something we as humans could not control
Hope.
So tell me,
if you knew life was built on the foundation
of rushed trust and trusted lies
would you look me in the eyes and say
"I believe."
the fiery light of my shadow
blown away by the imperfect lies
you whisper.
Worthless time
spent on hopes and dreams.
Never ending screams escape
the mouth of a less than perfect child
Round and round
we go in this circle.
rugged edges of life
cascade into the palm of your hand
You speak words
but never actually say something.
You were raised to believe
that thorns on roses were meant to puncture
and cuts on skin were meant to bleed.
You were left behind
as we all marched down the road
of broken promises and ignorant minds
No one understood the concept of
why the wolf would howl at the moon
until the horrid sound echoed through
the dense forest of their minds and they realized
he was crying.
Please excuse me
if the words flowing
out of the pink painted lips upset you
they speak the words of lost sanity.
You see, i was raised
to believe that the most dangerous thing in life
was something we as humans could not control
Hope.
So tell me,
if you knew life was built on the foundation
of rushed trust and trusted lies
would you look me in the eyes and say
"I believe."
Published 14th Jun 2013
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26th Nov 2013 3:59am
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14th Dec 2013 10:02pm
17th Dec 2013 2:34am
I have had terrible writters block! I can't make anything fit together, or make anything sound right! It's been really stressful!
17th Dec 2013 7:24am
may be try just writing something, anything - don't re-read it just put it in a drawer and come back to it a couple of days later.
Your brain will keep writing it even though you have left it alone.
You could try it - its worked for me
Your brain will keep writing it even though you have left it alone.
You could try it - its worked for me
17th Dec 2013 10:27pm
Okay. Yeah thanks for the tips. I'll try it out and let you know how it goes!
Thank you:)
Thank you:)
