Sunday, July 28, 2013

The More It Rains.

I'd love to live my life as if everything was okay.
But with each and every passing day.
New lessons rob me of my pride.
A constant sorrow, so much so that I'd wish I'd died.

With each lesson comes a consequence.
At my hearts expense.
I comply but to no avail.
This lesson is inside my head and for them just a tale.

I push through and carry on.
But there's no point, just the dawn.
Days pass and people preach.
Def ears those people reach.

There's no authority, just cause for injustice.
No one's prideful, it's just this.
Too many who think they can do.
Too entitled, too new.

These people spread it, the lies the hate.
The camaraderie is gone, it's too late.
There's no reason to be here anymore.
When the people above you don't know the corps.

Selflessness is not a common virtue.
Everyone is here just to hurt you.
There's nothing to gain through out all the pain.
Everything you've learned, now you'll go insane.

When the people who can, wont.
These people become the ones who never will.

Berated, battered. Torn.
This is the life I've worn.
I take off the coat, when I can.
But does that make me less of a man?

Afraid to step up and to step out.
Afraid to live and shout.
Berated battered and torn.
This is the life I've worn.

When your future fails you.
You let me know.
I can share with you the lessons, of this repeating show.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

What is a true friend?

How are we friends anymore?
While you sit back and ignore.

The concept that's in front of you.
How do I know it's you.

Speaking to you and remembering old times now.
Your sound is mute, I've deff ears but how?

Tolerance has wained.
The stupidity game.

Im out of what you know.
Currently doing my own show.

How are we friends anymore.
while you sit back and ignore.

Why?
Because you message me every blue moon to say hi?

We've lost communication.
friends in childhood.

What is friendship?

I dont know.
Because so many come and go.

I keep my life moving forward.

Im glad to see you do the same.

In the end we all lose eachother.

sefless or needy. you'll never know why they say hi.
You'll only know by how many times they say goodbye.

Monday, July 15, 2013

The Price Of Nothing

You give it your all, you try so hard.
You practice every day, every inch every yard.

You can't quit because you breath it.
You can't close your eyes without seeing it.

You sprint through the basics just to learn the next step.
You're leaps and bounds ahead of the rest. 

You never ask for much, but you yearn for more.
You're learning modesty isn't a chore. 

you try, until it beats you. 
you try, until it hurts. 

You never give up.


I thought the same, and completed the game.
I went through trial and ran the extra mile. 

Until you realize that there's nothing in the end. 
There's no hope, all lies, and it's all pretend. 

It doesn't matter how far you run.
I hope you never get to the point where you're done.

It's hard to say and it's hard to breathe. 

I can't keep these thoughts out of me.

I just hope to god that you never give up.

I don't know if it's worth it in the end. But I wont stop you from trying. 
It's better doing that then waiting somewhere alone; Dying.


( i really don't understand why there's black text at the bottom. i guess im going crazy. if you dont see it oh well. im just stating that there's no significance in black text in my poem. it doesn't mean anything and isn't part of my style. )

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Saying nothing

High expectations.
Loss of self worth.
Floating now on a cloud of work.

Passion escapes, light disipating
Stuck here always waiting.

Loose thoughts, loose minds.
Honest to god i feel blind.