(Bleeding regret of my lies)
No longer will I fake this,
(Epitome of what I despise)
Told you I'd listen
(You spit in my face)
Told me you miss him
(I'm full of disgrace)
I
Was
A-Lone
(Hope had arrived)
You
Were
My Home
(I felt so alive)
Now listen intently
(This won't be repeated)
These hints that you've sent me
(They won't be repeated)
Straight from your heart
(Already defeated)
Broke me apart
(So fuckin' conceited)
Just Take Me Home!
(You don't even know)
Just Leave Me Alone!
(But don't let me go)
I Never let you down
(Told you I wouldn't)
You still stripped my crown
(Told me you couldn't)
My queen on her throne
(Ignored my advice)
And now she's alone
(It must be so nice)
Just
Take
Me Home
(I'll fall back asleep)
Can't
Be
A-Lone
(Fall back asleep)
(It must be so nice)
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3 comments:
I want to cry, to scream, to kill all lies and all bad-endings... but there wouldn't be poems like this!
So simple, so powerful, so truthful.
Can one fall in love with words?
Thank you so much for the kind words. It's comforting to know that there's at least one person somewhere who reads my thoughts. It's even more comforting for them to appreciate my words by understanding the emotions behind them.
Truthfully, these are lyrics to a song I'm currently working on. It's most likely just to be another solo acoustic song,soemwhat of a ' just me and ma'geetarr' style, if you will, but that remains to be seen.
I have honestly begun to believe that love is nothing more than a false sense of comfort. It seems to be nothing more than a myth.
And without trying to come off as "artsy", words have always been my safety net to fall back on. When I'm down, which seems to be more often than not nowadays, I always find some way to express my feelings. Whether it be writing lyrics or poems or reading others' writings and trying to relate or searching for their true meanings or feelings and emotions behind them.
It's comforting to know that as long as I live, I'll have my thoughts to rely on as a tool to get my emotions heard, even if only by one person.
:)
I am more than sure that I'm not the only one to read and love your writings.
You could be right about love... nothing more than "a false sense of comfort"... but our souls are craving for it, and as long as that happens - LOVE will be the heal-all of mankind.
Please keep writing, is not only you who needs these words...
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