Burning bridges

Burning bridges

A Poem by Michael Leon Wilson
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dark.... really dark

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my tears are lined with tragedy

all these lies are killing me

people in fake faces, fill my life of empty spaces

injecion of deadly traces

found in all of the wrongest places

my heart is black from being burned

been paid for wat i earned

falling angels, broken dreams

tears of blood and parting seas

heaven crashing down on me

my heart has holes from which i BLEED

sea of sorrow to which i feed

lacking love in which i need

blackend bones and tounges of greed

things are never as they seem

heavy heart and bursting seams

the sky rains down broken dreams

how can i be so selfless

and brutally beat down by all these b*****s

im burning bridges

i dont even care what the f**k your last wishes

feel like burning bridges and leave lifeless bodies in ditches

lead hearts fills too many b*****s

i see their faces and my mind glitches

laugh my a*s of at your broken body till im in stitches

I cant help it i feel dead

yeah like 9 inch nails beat into my head

stuff me in a coffin and ill call it a bed 

unless u wanna just kill me on a cross instead

burning bridges

..... yeah im burning bridges 

thers no turning back

flames rage in the back ground while ur foot hits another sidewalk crack

dont be worried everythng will not be ok

i dont even care and thers nothing but curse words left to say

10:29pm

ur unfaithful

nd i love it

u hurt me so much i scream

but it perfect

and im in tears screaming ur name

because i was a game and just got played

but i NEED IT!!!

ur love is toxic but i BREATH it

and i know that it kills me when your poison fills me

but i cant get enough

im too sick to die

and im too depressed to cry

i dont care enough to lie

and im not even alive enough to sigh

You kill me wen you say good bye and yet wen u do i never feel more alive!

im burning bridges

I dont give a f**k wat you say

i will not be a part of this game that you play

im sick of this s**t and it ends today

this is like a street with a sign that says one way

thoughts of suicide on this crazy train 

but it goes in my brain that id rather live to drave you insane

it gets at my vanity when i see your smiling face

i wanna burn it and leave only ashes in itws place

© 2011 Michael Leon Wilson


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Added on November 23, 2011
Last Updated on November 23, 2011

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Michael Leon Wilson
Michael Leon Wilson

jacksonville, FL



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I'm sick with frantic rhymes that can be dark, morbid , scary sensual or just plain strange. What makes me different is I write about anything, with no filter. more..

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