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Truth of my Mirror
No matter how many times I smash this mirror
It can't hide my shattered soul
It’s like people are looking at me
But I'm looking through them
This mirror shows me the pain in my eyes
With the scars that remain
There's nobody by my side
As each crack slowly grows
Sadly, there's not enough hatred
To drain away this misery drenched capsule that I call my life
Nothing but murdered promises dance along the hallways of my so called heart
The cold silence of my mind to your words filled with tears was dreadfully pulsating
This never-ending hum of your voice
Dug graves in the fields of my ear drums
Each incision silenced the world around me
Leaving gore to sprint down my face
Nobody knows my emotional rollercoaster
Through the mountainous victories
To the dark valley defeats
Your still here
Hunters leave rippling stains of torture
To hang this emotionally deprived mentality
Over the edge of Insanity
To fall in the abyss of depression
It’s unfortunate that I am all alone
In this shell of flesh
Having these walls continually terminate my confidence
Leaving no room for inspiration but I never cry
This addictive disease of yours, crammed my lungs
Gradually this grip dragged the pools of life
In a eruptive gush
I waved goodbye to this world
It can't hide my shattered soul
It’s like people are looking at me
But I'm looking through them
This mirror shows me the pain in my eyes
With the scars that remain
There's nobody by my side
As each crack slowly grows
Sadly, there's not enough hatred
To drain away this misery drenched capsule that I call my life
Nothing but murdered promises dance along the hallways of my so called heart
The cold silence of my mind to your words filled with tears was dreadfully pulsating
This never-ending hum of your voice
Dug graves in the fields of my ear drums
Each incision silenced the world around me
Leaving gore to sprint down my face
Nobody knows my emotional rollercoaster
Through the mountainous victories
To the dark valley defeats
Your still here
Hunters leave rippling stains of torture
To hang this emotionally deprived mentality
Over the edge of Insanity
To fall in the abyss of depression
It’s unfortunate that I am all alone
In this shell of flesh
Having these walls continually terminate my confidence
Leaving no room for inspiration but I never cry
This addictive disease of yours, crammed my lungs
Gradually this grip dragged the pools of life
In a eruptive gush
I waved goodbye to this world
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