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I Will Never Be Ok?
Let me tell you story
let me set you straight
I am an ever increasing spiral of thoughts
I am never on time
but always late.
I live my life as a echo
outside looking in
walking on a paper chain
I dance, I perform, I sing.
With my soul given as a token
and only broken arms to hold you
My head contains the knowledge
deadly secrets that must never be spoken.
I present myself as a ruined drawing
a high pitched scream,
a random number
blinking on the computer screen.
My body aches
I just want to heal
this is my truth
and this is how I feel
I will never be ok!!
I wrap my appendage's in bandages
and nobody will bother me
no one will say a word,
from afar I conceal your view
I seek contact from a distance
as you fuck my head up
to lower my resistance.
Like porcelain
I am brittle
I crumble with a touch
watch me fall to pieces
as my brain turn's
to sludge.
I am water in a toilet
I am the sweat upon your head
what's the point in living
if I cannot leave your bed.
I will never be ok!!
You douse me in petrol
just to keep me warm
you are that never ending battle
that's been fought
since the day I was born.
Now I have become glass
formed from the sand from which you came
you have destroyed me
with no one else to blame
but myself.
I WILL NEVER BE OK?
let me set you straight
I am an ever increasing spiral of thoughts
I am never on time
but always late.
I live my life as a echo
outside looking in
walking on a paper chain
I dance, I perform, I sing.
With my soul given as a token
and only broken arms to hold you
My head contains the knowledge
deadly secrets that must never be spoken.
I present myself as a ruined drawing
a high pitched scream,
a random number
blinking on the computer screen.
My body aches
I just want to heal
this is my truth
and this is how I feel
I will never be ok!!
I wrap my appendage's in bandages
and nobody will bother me
no one will say a word,
from afar I conceal your view
I seek contact from a distance
as you fuck my head up
to lower my resistance.
Like porcelain
I am brittle
I crumble with a touch
watch me fall to pieces
as my brain turn's
to sludge.
I am water in a toilet
I am the sweat upon your head
what's the point in living
if I cannot leave your bed.
I will never be ok!!
You douse me in petrol
just to keep me warm
you are that never ending battle
that's been fought
since the day I was born.
Now I have become glass
formed from the sand from which you came
you have destroyed me
with no one else to blame
but myself.
I WILL NEVER BE OK?
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