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Lately I’ve been talking to myself
Came to the fact I had to talk to someone, there was no one else
This grief of my losses makes my heart beat a little faster
While the ones I truly loved moved onto greater pastures
Remember all the times we stayed up till we passed out in sufficient laughters
Now I cry until the days are done and life is only harder
I once received a message saying that you can live your life until you succeed or long enough to become a martyr
Exaggerate the pain in your eyes
‘Till you get it right, until then you suffer
I just wish I was involved with someone that would deliver
Not leave at the site of the pain, not at the site of fight or a differ
So take me to a place where I can find total peace
Not a place where I crease at the thought of inner release
Remember the time I was on top of the clouds
And you waited for me to fall down
And now I feel like I’m thrown out
Because lately I have been thrown out
Kicked to the curb
All I’ve had are these thoughts and these lyrics to observe
Always thought I was meant for better things but now I’m concerned
That I’m just a fake, screwed up lost cause that waits for his schedule to be adjourned
So delay these plans until they’re at a time that suits my vision
Delay them until I’m ready to blow up these thoughts
I don’t know when I’m ready, maybe never, but I force you to listen
Please stay till I’m done, I can be crosses and you can be noughts
I’ve not got a lot of days to lose
But I’m dizzy in this dazey mood
Likely screw up ‘till these days are through
Gonna relax ‘till no more pain is due
Came to the fact I had to talk to someone, there was no one else
This grief of my losses makes my heart beat a little faster
While the ones I truly loved moved onto greater pastures
Remember all the times we stayed up till we passed out in sufficient laughters
Now I cry until the days are done and life is only harder
I once received a message saying that you can live your life until you succeed or long enough to become a martyr
Exaggerate the pain in your eyes
‘Till you get it right, until then you suffer
I just wish I was involved with someone that would deliver
Not leave at the site of the pain, not at the site of fight or a differ
So take me to a place where I can find total peace
Not a place where I crease at the thought of inner release
Remember the time I was on top of the clouds
And you waited for me to fall down
And now I feel like I’m thrown out
Because lately I have been thrown out
Kicked to the curb
All I’ve had are these thoughts and these lyrics to observe
Always thought I was meant for better things but now I’m concerned
That I’m just a fake, screwed up lost cause that waits for his schedule to be adjourned
So delay these plans until they’re at a time that suits my vision
Delay them until I’m ready to blow up these thoughts
I don’t know when I’m ready, maybe never, but I force you to listen
Please stay till I’m done, I can be crosses and you can be noughts
I’ve not got a lot of days to lose
But I’m dizzy in this dazey mood
Likely screw up ‘till these days are through
Gonna relax ‘till no more pain is due
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