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Erase
Can you tell me who I am?
I tend to forget
These feelings swarm my soul
So I never remember
Once I was beautiful
I’m now a wreck
Stoned and high wreck
Pressure is too much and I can't help it
So please help me
I’m not who I’m supposed to be
When the Monster wants
I do what he pleas
Every memory aches
Awakes
I’m so baked
Erase
My coke cakes
Awaits for my arrival
He senses my needs
But I’m only a tease
I try
Re-apply
My mind
Caressed and covered
Beat to a pulp
I’m...High
Strung out
On a thread
Hung to dry
Heat seeps into my skin
I need to please him
On the rim
My light...
So dim...
I lost my control
He rapes my soul
And a burden takes its toll
"Mommy please help me
I can’t find your soil"
My body can’t plant the seed
My soil provides no feed
So I read
And realize I can’t bear
My flower can’t grow
Because you reap what you sow
And this is my punishment
You can’t make a fire
Without a flint
I’m bent
This way and that
That's why I spat
Monster I’m fat
On cash so I choke
Here I am...
Empty pockets filled with coke
I revoke
Relapse
Back to who I am
I’m surrounded
I’m canned
I throw myself under the bus
Just because
No one else can
There so afraid
I take the blame
The Monsters game
Turns my lame into fame
I reconcile
With no one
Monster I’m done
You can’t trick me
I’m not your rubbish
Don't punish
What you create
Hate
Me for who I am
Heroine needles in my hand
On the bed where I land
Covered in bands
Stripped
Of dignity
To bold to face
My reality I can’t taste
You put me in a new place
Erase
My memory from who I used to be
I’m still not me
No one offers help
I yelp
I’m not heard
Miles where you lured
Me into your trap
Your crap
I can’t ever get away
Your predator I’m prey
Cat and mouse game you have me play
That I despise
But love
Every
Little
Lie
Your right
Maybe I should
Drop under ground
Buried six feet down
I frown
Look upon me
I’m a follower
I try
To keep on the track
But always find I’m going back
I retract
Like a severed artery
I bleed out
Become a victim
of another crime
Another hollow skull
That takes role
But you always come first
A thirst
Never satisfied
Monster please take a rest
I’m tired of trying
To do my best
I’m flushed
Enough I've gushed.
Enough I've erased.
I tend to forget
These feelings swarm my soul
So I never remember
Once I was beautiful
I’m now a wreck
Stoned and high wreck
Pressure is too much and I can't help it
So please help me
I’m not who I’m supposed to be
When the Monster wants
I do what he pleas
Every memory aches
Awakes
I’m so baked
Erase
My coke cakes
Awaits for my arrival
He senses my needs
But I’m only a tease
I try
Re-apply
My mind
Caressed and covered
Beat to a pulp
I’m...High
Strung out
On a thread
Hung to dry
Heat seeps into my skin
I need to please him
On the rim
My light...
So dim...
I lost my control
He rapes my soul
And a burden takes its toll
"Mommy please help me
I can’t find your soil"
My body can’t plant the seed
My soil provides no feed
So I read
And realize I can’t bear
My flower can’t grow
Because you reap what you sow
And this is my punishment
You can’t make a fire
Without a flint
I’m bent
This way and that
That's why I spat
Monster I’m fat
On cash so I choke
Here I am...
Empty pockets filled with coke
I revoke
Relapse
Back to who I am
I’m surrounded
I’m canned
I throw myself under the bus
Just because
No one else can
There so afraid
I take the blame
The Monsters game
Turns my lame into fame
I reconcile
With no one
Monster I’m done
You can’t trick me
I’m not your rubbish
Don't punish
What you create
Hate
Me for who I am
Heroine needles in my hand
On the bed where I land
Covered in bands
Stripped
Of dignity
To bold to face
My reality I can’t taste
You put me in a new place
Erase
My memory from who I used to be
I’m still not me
No one offers help
I yelp
I’m not heard
Miles where you lured
Me into your trap
Your crap
I can’t ever get away
Your predator I’m prey
Cat and mouse game you have me play
That I despise
But love
Every
Little
Lie
Your right
Maybe I should
Drop under ground
Buried six feet down
I frown
Look upon me
I’m a follower
I try
To keep on the track
But always find I’m going back
I retract
Like a severed artery
I bleed out
Become a victim
of another crime
Another hollow skull
That takes role
But you always come first
A thirst
Never satisfied
Monster please take a rest
I’m tired of trying
To do my best
I’m flushed
Enough I've gushed.
Enough I've erased.
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