Broken Lame Pain

There is a truth that comes
It is that love runs
It never stays the same
Has she forgotten my name?

My brokenness has left me lame
Forgotten with no fame
I can’t stand in my shame
For me, this isn’t a game

Left alone, isolation, and pain
Your heart watered mine like rain
Now my actions leave me insane
For I seek you, and you’re my bane

Left broken and filled with remorse
There is a need to divorce
My lips won’t move, they are lame,
And my heart is broke as she calls my name.

Trying to Forget Her

Knowing that you love her,
Tell yourself, “No sir!” 
Trying to forget her.
Regretting you loved her, Grrr…

Anger and Emotion
Leaves my heart filled with a potion
Majic has already happened
Now death and life seem flattened.

Everything and nothing make my heart beat.
I seem to be in a bliss and hell repeat.
A combination I don’t recommend.
When you try and make lust extend.

No joy, only pain; look there’s rain!
As the earth burns up as it falls 
When your heart melts in its own Hiroshima,
How do you rebuild the Chernobyl or your life? 

When you’re left with dice, a bottle,
and the ability to only drive full throttle?
Addiction, depression, rejection,
will there ever be resurrection? 

Coldness

Sometimes pain is better than stillness.

Or I’d take loneliness vs. a kiss,

Because in the darkness and night,

At least the coldness is a guide.

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