I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
He loves me, even when I don't know why I can't understand him chasing me and leaving the 99 Even in the deepest part of my undeserving
By Harydo Neonabout a year ago in Poets
Sometimes i sit in my dark,humid room and wonder If everything ends in death, why bother? Why try hard to do everything in sequences?
Sometimes I feel at sea mentally Like I am both on and off an already sinking ship The anchors broke and sank into the sea
" Why do you bottle things up?" Because it protects ME Because it protects you from ME Because it makes ME deal with it alone
I start off like an onion Layers and layers to be worked upon I don't open up, out of fear Because everyone who try to open me up leave with a tear
I am her, Queen on Olympus, mother of all There is nothing I wouldn't give to my fruits, I'd even gift them the sun I tend to push things over the top, without me , iron would rust
By Harydo Neon2 years ago in Poets
I know what it's like to be blessed and to be cursed I have texts that are left on read, no need to respond Walked the earth, thinking I am upfront
In my room, stomach feeling empty, allergic to good food Mental boom, I could have been petty, so let me just cook Lately I, have been dealing with much, trying to explore
Let's not do that anymore Let's not stay up late at night Let's not drown in alcohol anymore Let's not drown in the voice of our thoughts
Hello, yeah , it is me in my thoughts again Thinking about the things I have lost and those I have gained And people I have pushed away as a response to my pain
IN EVERY UNIVERSE I guess it'll always be you You'll always be home or at least feel like it Love in its purest form One that opened my eyes to my raging storm
What is a room without a door? A father without a son What is life without living? Classically, an instrumental without the lyrics
