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The Bitter End
If I was transparent
the world could see
The little girl
and the lion in me
Sometimes i wonder
can god tell us apart?
Does he see the anger
that blankets my heart?
The light in me
slowly faded
The price you pay
when all love is jaded
I am not at fault
my hands are clean
Yet damage surrounds me
more is forseen
Crumbling under the weight
of this head
Starting to think
my angels are dead
The footprints of others
all over my skin
My love not returned
tossed in the bin
Boiling point
I don't even care
I now look at life
with a cold hard stare
Blood of my blood
denying the shame
Nobody's child
A borrowed name
The edge creeping closer
with every breath
Is it truth that sets you free
is it really death?
Buried inside this version of me
Loosing my grip on reality
Close to explosion
I am about to blow
The rage inside leaking
A constant flow
If I could just hold on
until I go insane
Set my mind free
make a stranger of pain
I don't think I can
contain this blast
Send my soul salvation
blank out the past
So sick and tired
this ageing struggle
When i close my eyes
I see the piles of rubble
I fight back, get up
try and try some more
It's always the same
I land face on the floor
When you scream out
as I have done
Take a good look
what I have become
As you beg for mercy
A desperate face
Watch me walk away
you drown in disgrace
It won't be long now
until the bitter end
The moment has passed
to slow my descend
Why could nobody see
what I was worth?
Faintly beating heart
abandoned at birth
Now justice is just
an empty word
I could have been saved
if my cries had been heard.
the world could see
The little girl
and the lion in me
Sometimes i wonder
can god tell us apart?
Does he see the anger
that blankets my heart?
The light in me
slowly faded
The price you pay
when all love is jaded
I am not at fault
my hands are clean
Yet damage surrounds me
more is forseen
Crumbling under the weight
of this head
Starting to think
my angels are dead
The footprints of others
all over my skin
My love not returned
tossed in the bin
Boiling point
I don't even care
I now look at life
with a cold hard stare
Blood of my blood
denying the shame
Nobody's child
A borrowed name
The edge creeping closer
with every breath
Is it truth that sets you free
is it really death?
Buried inside this version of me
Loosing my grip on reality
Close to explosion
I am about to blow
The rage inside leaking
A constant flow
If I could just hold on
until I go insane
Set my mind free
make a stranger of pain
I don't think I can
contain this blast
Send my soul salvation
blank out the past
So sick and tired
this ageing struggle
When i close my eyes
I see the piles of rubble
I fight back, get up
try and try some more
It's always the same
I land face on the floor
When you scream out
as I have done
Take a good look
what I have become
As you beg for mercy
A desperate face
Watch me walk away
you drown in disgrace
It won't be long now
until the bitter end
The moment has passed
to slow my descend
Why could nobody see
what I was worth?
Faintly beating heart
abandoned at birth
Now justice is just
an empty word
I could have been saved
if my cries had been heard.
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