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In The Ashes
I break without bleeding
And I’m crazy when I’m grieving
I hate that I’m still needing
Somehow I keep on breathing
All the pain, it makes me blind
Keeps my sanity in a bind
To myself, I can be so unkind
Blank it out just to unwind
The world is changed when I fall
It keeps on moving while I stall
Ghosts creep at night down the hall
Pinning me up against the wall
The memories bleed, resurrected
I am the opposite of connected
I stumble around, cold, dejected
Some new master is elected
I sleep to dream of a face
Travel to another time and place
Bundle it up in a case
Just so I can keep it safe
My face is etched with tears
My mind tormented by my fears
Words unspoken that no one hears
That rise and break upon deaf ears
Tidal waves of emotion
Crash and disturb this becalmed ocean
Of it all I only have a notion
Smashed out on a wasting potion
In the dark, I can let go
What unfolds no one knows
I collapse hard and slow
Into a phoenix I morph and grow
Appearances can be so deceiving
I know how to break without bleeding
I am not me when I’m grieving
Yet somehow I keep on breathing
And I’m crazy when I’m grieving
I hate that I’m still needing
Somehow I keep on breathing
All the pain, it makes me blind
Keeps my sanity in a bind
To myself, I can be so unkind
Blank it out just to unwind
The world is changed when I fall
It keeps on moving while I stall
Ghosts creep at night down the hall
Pinning me up against the wall
The memories bleed, resurrected
I am the opposite of connected
I stumble around, cold, dejected
Some new master is elected
I sleep to dream of a face
Travel to another time and place
Bundle it up in a case
Just so I can keep it safe
My face is etched with tears
My mind tormented by my fears
Words unspoken that no one hears
That rise and break upon deaf ears
Tidal waves of emotion
Crash and disturb this becalmed ocean
Of it all I only have a notion
Smashed out on a wasting potion
In the dark, I can let go
What unfolds no one knows
I collapse hard and slow
Into a phoenix I morph and grow
Appearances can be so deceiving
I know how to break without bleeding
I am not me when I’m grieving
Yet somehow I keep on breathing
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