So we'll trash it,
Burn it,
Beat it.
Just lose yourself in the flames of the past,
Scream into the night.
Rip everything in sight,
Let your inner demon out.
Let 'em all hear,
The thoughts in your head,
Just paint a picture for them all to see.
The hate that burns with a passion,
The ever diminishing love.
You couldnt survive,
The guilt of your mistake.
And now I know its all real.
And not a day goes by,
No not one,
That I stand a chance at peace,
That I might get a reperive.
But I doubt that will happen soon.
So, Ill just lose myself into the darkness,
These violent memories,
Of a sick past.
And its only been a week.
Don't bury me yet,
My heart is still beating,
I'm still bleeding.
Can't you hear me screaming?
COMMENTS
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jesse
23:18 Mar 27 2011
awsome!
venumstings
10:18 Apr 05 2011
Lovely poem...
Lovely flow of rhyme...
I loved the poem
Whispr
00:55 Apr 09 2011
Good stuff man.