Post #5837

Out of place Out of pictures I know you're put off It's for many, i guess It's quite funny by the window As i reached In the pencil case, is a letter erased Covering up, my metamorphosis Is Sui generis, don't even know the fuck that means It leaves stains on tissues, holding and covering my eyes sometimes Overdramatic loser As i hold my breath forever sometimes It's not gone I'm serious, i may be frustrated Writing same lines over and over I keep a ciggerate lit pressed on my shoulder Burning flesh like that time i saw two dead bodies covered in grease lifted over Burned in electric oven As their ashes rises somewhere I don't believe in heaven So it might mix into the water that i drink I mean, it's filtered My flesh burn elapsed several days A rebellious naive act Young age to blame I'm still young Just trying a little harder As this time i fall from life I might never start over Now you know why Yea? Your dreamy eyes catches off guard Like i know you want me unravel goodness In me I know you don't exist but still The question lingers, is it even a question Not good at much of anything off of the list And somewhere i know ain't gonna be missed, So Let me pullover some more the blanket I'm lost, i guess Alone and i trek between the foggy mountains Spiralling inside the fog My own self mythologies Of Gods and ambitions Surface out on the unconcerned eyes I know you don't care Bamboozled by electricity I might sing this lullaby out in the lamppost Lighten road, screaming out of my life And there's somehow an Ad Nauseam Certainly Rippling through your empty hallroom space How about address every wrongs i've done Or how about change all of me Present myself for you to see I can't even get my ass to college It's a drag How my god has made me Is it even possible to come out Come home Where the house is broken Polyphony of silence and creepy smile masks It's just life We drift past our abuses We drift past the betrayals Cause it's not good standard civil standing Said probably by Uncle Sam But my digression has a point As Chocolate cake covered with more chocolate tastes nice, you were there that day, in real, in flesh, just my ego drunk like an alcoholic mess, and after then It clicked Love happens in seconds And hop into the bed It's maximum loving you wanna try. Just kidding It's a joke Clock's swirling upon the rotting past unknown And ugly? Well i am your guy This thing is too long And i might be too gone But make it last the beloved ones on your arms Till it sinking inevitable loss And gone Like a ash somewhere Possibly in my glass of water #poetry#review