Killer. You, of death Destroyed How happy are you now? Falling from a cliff to up stuck to catch a rope and now your fingers are bleeding Boo. Fie on you true fighters don’t hide. They fight! And you, slippery snake of snide remark she who hides but hates the dark and lives in it. Like a mute lion or a plain tiger. Stab yourself, until it pours out. Blue blood, invisible to the human eye because you are not. Weak, I don’t care why. You’re good for nothing but breaking, and does it feel better? Beat and bruise yourself the bully that pities it’s victim. Pities itself. And anger is brewing fires are spreading Mirrors shattering Static rising! blood running!! knife shining!!! BREAK, BREAK, BREAK! Why don’t you break?! Why don’t you die? Why can’t you let us go. We’re hurting, just as much as you you know us voices break with age, hunger, thirst. We die, and we fade Why can’t you. Let us give i...
I have no words No life left it hurts so much inside My mind’s a mirror that’s cracked up My emotions have nowhere to hide I am to tired to smile But still, I’ll joke and I’ll laugh to keep you all from rotting from my pains, from my path I have nothing left I am broken I give up I won’t even try I’ll sit I’ll sigh cracked and all used up. And though try again, I really wish I could A voice will push onwards I should? No. I said, I have no time. Face in the mud, feet tied But, might I have one solid reason I could phase back into rhyme? But, to face it, sometimes you have to have faces, faced up at the facts That, perhaps, you can not go further alone Now it’s time to turn home and head back. So, maybe I still have some words left But, by one, they are fading out too. How long can I, keep on with a lie? Well, truth is, That’s all up to you. L~