I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
Down in the dirt, with mud on my hair Consistently falling as I try climbing these stairs Strength leaving my body, hope leaving my soul
By Harydo Neon6 years ago in Poets
My pen never wanted to write this But my mind would ache if I resist So I would write it with all my busting feels Father, yeah, real
Seated on the beach, eyes out to the sea She comes from behind, kisses me on the cheek Smiles and tells me, everything bad would soon cease
Pieces, broken, love unspoken Now I am thinking about you, my totem Without you, my past would have never awoken I always had this face on, my trojan
I am scared of loosing, mind fighting my body Scared of showing this side of me daily I cry inside when I see Ace going through the same things
4am, pupils fixed on my ceiling Overthinking about how I got to this point When did I sort solution in drinking? When did fate toss my coin?
A lonely kid on hell's playground Holding my bright red balloon Every kid had one, no stand out But my whole world suddenly became a typhoon
Let's go right but I prefer left In love with cleanliness with a room unkept Want to be alone but want to have friends Want to have biscuits? No, I would rather have bread
Are you scared of me? I allowed you write about me, I was listening How could you coat black on my blue When all I ever did was care for you?
The truth is nobody loves the truth Like a cyanide pill, it leaves pain beyond identity It breaks and shatters relations between entities
Back into my house, folding my umbrella as I unlock my door Keys in, twisted as the door opens giving a malodor Roof of this mansion leaks as it is almost flooding
I want to talk to you, can't lie Been avoiding you all this time Being trying to fight you for so long Maybe that's where I got it all wrong
