Burning bridgesA Poem by Michael Leon Wilsondark.... really darkmy 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 AuthorMichael Leon Wilsonjacksonville, FLAboutI'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..Writing
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