Monday, December 16, 2013

Fiery cries

With my soul at ease with the thought 
I've finally concluded 
It was too long for me to have waited 
I never let myself be angry enough 
I never wanted to feel it all
I desired so much 
Scared of it like filth 
It's not til now I realize that all of me is dimming down 
I loved the thought that there was a someone around 
Just for me 
I'd be alert and waiting too patiently 
He'd just speak and then we'd touch 
He'd free me from all my pains 
Kiss me and love me 
I'd feel no hurt, no anguish no disdain
I freed my soul by releasing thoughts 
Though I've been drowning my sorrows with spirits and wine 
Do I just give up? 
Is this my time? 
I've been on earth longer than some 
With passionate ways 
When whispers that tell me I'm no one
I get so mised up in my head 
That the longing makes me desperate 
And overly zealous 
It pushed more lovers away 
before I've ever uttered words 
This isn't me to throw away passion but I'm living proof of living life simultaneously passing away
I'm trying to balance humanity but it utterly pointless 
cause my heart 
Can't feel every which way
I'm entirely slipping with the each passing day
What do I tell my babies 
When I'm in a tirad 
That I was foolish and dumb 
Once again let a man 
Tell me stories elaborate and untrue 
I'm holding so much back I can't get a breakthrough 
Something is haunting and taking me under 
And tearing me asunder 
If it is the devil that is fucking with my weakness 
I'll give him less ammo 
He can't hang me if I provide no rope 
So he'll have to find other ways 
Maybe dope 
Maybe damage the next just to cope
Emptying out my closet may not be enough
 But it can't be like the pain before 
That pain was far to rough
I just wanted to be fucked but by someone who loves me
That kind of love that makes me cry 
But the tears would fill me up while you were placed inside 
I call out your name and you'd answer
Tell me the truth no need for banter 
We'd move in sequence 
No rhythm lost but I can't have that 
Life and love come with a cost
There's something deeply wrong with me and I know 
I can't fix it and I can't go 
I living with this fiery lusting and unappreciated art 

I'm foolery and I can't solve it 
So I remain torn apart 

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