Where do we go from here?
Plumb - Cut
N U M BNothing hurts the way it shouldN U M B by Invoking
Until I realize all the reasons
My heart is whole
But I'm in pieces
Fiction.Oh look! This books cover is torn and worn and tatteredFiction. by Invoking
I guess that means the words written inside don't even matter
Because the cover is the first and only thing that I saw
I know everything about it, I don't need to read it all
So you decide the book is bad before you ever crack the cover
You think, “Judging books is pretty easy, judging people can't be tougher”
Judging others by their scars is your life threatening addiction
It's my life, it's my story, not your favorite work of fiction...
There's a whole person here that you sum up with a glance
Instead of giving me this hell, why can't you just give me a chance?
Stream Of Consciousness.I feel like my whole life can be described as the right place at the wrong time.Stream Of Consciousness. by Invoking
I try everyday to read between the lines, to find the right words so I can redefine myself.
Each and every subtle sign I see is changing the person I thought I ought to be.
Out of sight out of mind, yes, I am out of my mind and out of silver tongued white lies I disguise behind my sad eyes.
These truths are the how's and why's of everyday I feel small and misguided, flawed but undivided.
I claw madly at the dream that has fiendishly eluded me for years despite my frustrations and brown-eyed tears.
So what if I'm a little bit unorthodox?
My life will not be ruled by the hands of one too many clocks and the tick-tock of life seeping away.
Every day is a threat to what little sanity remains.
My bleeding heart pains me; it overflows and stains my hands, the very hands I used to cut it open.
I was searching, looking for something whole and unbroken but that's the greatest lie of this day and age:
Never Again.No matter how many breaths I take I just can’t breatheNever Again. by Invoking
Even though I’m missing you, you’re not missing me
Vainly cry a thousand tears; they won’t change a thing
Either pull myself together or just pull up my sleeves
Reach for the only friend I have who will never leave
Arguing with emotions I keep locked away within
Giving in as they surge against my fraying nerve
Against my will, against my mind, against my separated skin
I only cut deep enough to feel the scream inside
Never deep enough to bleed, never deep enough to die
Hate Myself.Did you know that you’re the reason my heart’s under lock and key?Hate Myself. by Invoking
Because I’m terrified of losing another part of me.
You’re the only person that I ever let inside.
I never thought you’d steal my heart then hang me out to dry.
I’m not someone you love, I’m just someone you forgot
I remember back when I was someone worth a second thought
I don’t know what to say or what I should believe
Did I push you away, or did you choose to leave?
We’re no good for each other but my heart still beats your name
We’ve not spoken in forever; I don’t know how much you’ve changed
I want to hear your laugh again, I want to feel your touch
No, I can’t help it, but I miss you so damn much
Oh my god, what have I done? I let myself come back to this.
I thought I fought it off and won, but the scars are still across my wrist
You’re name is still there, scarred deep into my flesh
The letters burn as though the cuts are bleed
To FindThe image of crimson roses comes sweeping downTo Find by Fay-13
From loose blue ribbons
Waiting for the scissors to shatter them
While a young boy runs for,
What was it again?
Well at least the bells are ringing loud and clear
What an image itself
Well is that really it?
Oh no look
Words are slowly inscribing themselves
Onto the back of the image
Slowly spilling out what we mean
By what we attempt to scream out
Yet no one really wants to listen
But they still tell how
The sadness of life slowly wraps itself around
The necks of the innocents
Who truly are not anymore
While one runs away
Setting off the bells of freedom,
The hard sound pounding itself against the concrete prisons
And down cascades
All of the innocents
Filling the night sky with a sweet and yet lost scent,
Almost like a rose
Not knowing anymore where to run to
Having the suffocating blue surrounding them for so long
So what are we to do now?
Just sit and wait for the next day come?
Well that's all we really need right?
After all this pain
Free VersePeople assume that since I smile,Free Verse by MCMuerteLF
I don't feel pain,
People assume that since I look dry,
Then it hasn't rained,
People assume that since they've lost,
There was nothing gained,
People assume that when the effort didn't pay off,
It was in vain,
People assume that when we do the same thing,
We feel the same,
People assume that since I barely sleep,
I am always drained,
And they assume since my back is turned,
I don't know what they're saying.
But what they don't know,
Is who they're betraying.