When you know what’s right and you go left
You get a feeling that is not so great
It’s like suicide except that you don’t die
You’re just left with a sort of self-hate
We can lucidly see bad as a bad thing
But for good feeling bad there is a low bar
It’s why the sinner sins and keeps sinning
And the diabetics eat their snickers bars
Immediate gratification is the key here
Because who in this world has patience
We dismiss the Sour Patch Kid idea of religion
And lick the envelope seal of evil agents
Love here can be the tricky player
Religion’s parameters set firm foundations
But bad feels good, it is lust
I don’t know who I’ve become
I live my life with a muted tongue
The total equals not the sum
My world is silent, deaf and dumb
My head is my holding cell
And chains me to my living hell
With all I have I should be well
But when I scream the echoes swell
I’m stuck cycling through life
Same failures and the same delights
But now it’s numb and stale and trite
And I hide from morning into the night
I miss you, I miss you too
The future is bleak what can we do
And so it cycles in a loop
And leaves me longing for something new
The struggle’s in, struggle’s out
I hear me scream and rave and shout
And wish I co
As I stare off into the unknown, my perceptions waver
Until your beauty appears before me
Haunting my dismal view of the world
Tempting me with fantasies of your warm depths
Complicating my reality
There are times I can feel you near
Your gentle hands caressing my emptiness
Your soft voice breaking the silence of my thoughts
Alone I wake to face another day
Longing evermore for you
The embers of your passion come to life in my heart
Scorching forbidden desires into my soul
In my mind I can picture the ecstasy
The pleasures of our flesh as we touch
The fulfillment of everything ever unspoken between us
This sacred bond we share keeps me tru
You're inspired, your eyes are watching,
your heart is clenching with empathy.
Tuck away that feeling.
Remember it, use it.
Lace the words you'll write later
with elation, determination,
everything you'll need
it's already all there in you.
Step into those shoes,
use the emotions, you proudest moments,
your lows, your falls,
the feeling is there, let it go.
Write them between the lines,
show me, the reader, your pride.
Take a piece of you, and bind it in rows.
Inspire me, let me know.
Give me a glimpse of emotion,
transfer it, hide it in the context.
Make me feel the empathy,
wondrous writer - It's all you.
Once there was a girl led about by her shadow.
When it moved, she moved.
Where it went, she went.
What it did, she did.
It pulled her away from the rest of the world, dragging her off into its darkest corners, beckoning her away from the light that only burned her skin as it touched her.
While others saw themselves as children of the Sun, lit up by its brightness and worthy of its light, the girl was hit by its rays and was blinded, unable to face it, and incapable of seei
How long can I bend until I break?
My heart goes numb as I start to shake.
All that lies with me is pain
You have nothing left to gain.
Depression spreads to all I touch
But I never thought I could be loved this much.
What you give I don't deserve
But my heart you still preserve.
I know that my actions are so wrong
And yet you have loved me all along.
But there's one thing I'll never see
How you could ever want someone like me.
My heart is weak, my mind is frail
And everything I try I fail.
I can't see an ounce of worth
But you still keep me on this earth.
I'll never understand why you don't run away
But no matter what I do you stay.
I'll nev