all your daughters

all your daughters

A Poem by Jay Bailey
"

the daughters of eve will bring ruin to the sons of adam

"
the air gets cold again
yea doesn't that figure
right when you left me
and all the joy got sucked out of the world
where does anyone go from here
how do you make yourself whole
i die a little more each time
one more stitch torn from the lining of my soul
all my clothes still smell like you
i still feel the space you left
you lose track of the days
theres a shallow in your breath
why do i look for my wife
in every warm pair of eyes
she's never coming for me
the fantasy is a lie
it makes you want to just give up
and yea, maybe i have
it feels like i cant take anymore
one more hit and im gone
im so tired of living the truth
when everyone wants the lie
and the last person i trusted
cant even look me in the eye
i have so much to give
but no one seems to want it
and another year goes by
god, why do i try?
so i try to live my life
from an empty place
getting things that twinge my heart
paraded in front of my face
and everyone just keeps on changing
while i still remain the same
sometimes i feel like lm stuck in time
watching the people i love carried away
and i cant bring myself to settle for less
just cause i don't want to be alone
we construct ideas in our minds
that make other people feel like home

and if you're out there
i need you now, more than ever

theres no such thing anymore as forever
and somebody else can do it better
when all that you hope for and all that you love
is all made of cardboard and isn't enough
nothing holds substance, its all an illusion
were planning our lives under one big delusion
theres nothing out there, it'll never feel right
when i lay my head down, im alone at night
go back to your houses, go dig your graves
because working and slavery are one in the same
you'll never reach the top with love in your heart
your damned if you stop, and damned if you start
life isn't what you make, life is pointless and bleak
life is crawling on your knees for miles to try to get some sleep
this is all that there is and its going down the drain
so put a bullet in that gun and point it right at my brain
put me out of my misery, im broken and lame
im a horse thats thrown a shoe, im a face without a name
every man dies, and looks pathetic when he does it
the caskets just a courtesy, the worms will burrow through it
oh my pathetic little words, watch a crippled man cry
i never had a happy ending, and i never said goodbye
you fought for it tooth and nail and hold it like a crown
on your throne of nothing, with no one around
then your friends start to worry, everyone asks if you're ok
but i tell them 'you wont miss us, we're the parts you throw away

and id do it all again
for one flash of those pretty eyes
ask me to do it all again
lets get it right this time

and i cant even sleep anymore
and i cant even sleep anymore

and i don't know how else to make you understand
all i ever wanted was the right to hold your hand
yea im a mess right now, but i'll get better for you
myself is not a reason, all of this for you

you have my heart

© 2016 Jay Bailey


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Jay Bailey
Jay Bailey

Syracuse, NY



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i tend to be a loner, distracted in crowds. cursed with being tall while feeling small in my head and wanting to be able to hide but i stand out too much. active musician, horrible misanthrope, quiet .. more..

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