The noise surrounds me,
Encloses me in a shell of sorrow.
My breath is light and fluffy.
My heart feels as black as a crow.
I feel as though air is not enough
To quench the dried crust
Of my shriveled lungs.
The heart I own began to rust
From the overload of feelings I try to must.
The heart beats and aches
In ways it shouldn't, but it's too late
To fix what has been done.
The pain has wrecked havoc on my body...
On my mind, on my soul...
I sing in a key that has not yet been told,
For it is a key that is not but to fold,
To break the heartstrings.
What is done has been done
And this pain is not fun.
It's existence is known
Yet it's entrance is never shown.
What could cause such a massive sensation
Where with two and two there is no correlation.
Pop and pop and pop they go...
The walls I put up, they begin to go...
The life I have lived, it begins to go...
The tears I have shed, they begin to go...
The love I held, it begins to go.
The noise surrounds me,
My concentration fades into the black abyss.
I'm fading, I'm fading, I'm fading in this.
It echoes around and around and around,
And I can't help but frown at this town in my mind,
Thoughts that surpassed being out of control.
I can't even tell what I'm thinking right now
Because the thoughts in my head don't want to stay put.
I think for a moment and then they are gone
And then I lose track of what's going on.
Controlling myself has become impossible
For my tolerance level has become too full.
the noise surrounds me,
Grows louder and louder;
over and over and over it goes;
Repeating, repeating, repeating, it flows...
What am I, what am I, what am I doing?
The stutter, the noise, the planetoid.
The words are increasing, increasing, increasing and growing...
Where was I?
The noise surrounds me,
And in my mind it says I've said this before...
I'm chasing the darkness I'm trying to run from.
On this runway, it may seem to some
That I'm getting no where, no where no one...
No how, no what...
Repeating, repeating, repeating it is...
The noise surrounds,
And in my head it says I've said this before.
I'm chasing the darkness I'm trying to run from.
I'm chasing the darkness I'm trying to run from.
I'm chasing the darkness...
I'm chasing...
I'm...
The noise surrounds me,
And repeats.
Repeats........
Repeats.......
Repeats........
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetrySome poems I've written and had nothing else to do with them. I hope you enjoy them. Most of them are sad, so this is a warning! I'd be very grateful if you'd leave comments about them and maybe even suggestions! Thanks for reading!
