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The Ruins
My world is bleak
I have never fallen this far before
I suffer alone nowhere to turn
No light can penetrate this darkness
To guide me out into the real world
I have failed at the best thing in my life
I let it fall apart
Right through my hands it slipped away
I should have fought harder
I am now consumed with pain, anger and sorrow
My bottle my only comfort
Welcomes me without judgment
I take my elixir to kill the pain and
Cope with the broken world
I have to live in
It is a selfish decision
I know but I still choose it
I will pay for this later
My selfish needs have to be met
Dysfunction is an everyday thing
Still I survive in this way
An eternity it seems
I nurture courage for awhile
And cope without a crutch
To rebuild what I have neglected
These dark days of self-pity
Failure however stalks me
At every corner bar
I gather my friends as a final plea for help
But they only pat me on the back and
Numb me with wine and song
Till my heart settles in its own tears
I have seen the ruins of my life and
They are made of flesh and bone
(C) 2013 XMAR82 All Rights Reserved
I have never fallen this far before
I suffer alone nowhere to turn
No light can penetrate this darkness
To guide me out into the real world
I have failed at the best thing in my life
I let it fall apart
Right through my hands it slipped away
I should have fought harder
I am now consumed with pain, anger and sorrow
My bottle my only comfort
Welcomes me without judgment
I take my elixir to kill the pain and
Cope with the broken world
I have to live in
It is a selfish decision
I know but I still choose it
I will pay for this later
My selfish needs have to be met
Dysfunction is an everyday thing
Still I survive in this way
An eternity it seems
I nurture courage for awhile
And cope without a crutch
To rebuild what I have neglected
These dark days of self-pity
Failure however stalks me
At every corner bar
I gather my friends as a final plea for help
But they only pat me on the back and
Numb me with wine and song
Till my heart settles in its own tears
I have seen the ruins of my life and
They are made of flesh and bone
(C) 2013 XMAR82 All Rights Reserved
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