dull blades and shiny things
i was never normal and i was never sane
and over and over, im falling apart again
i can't repair all these broken things
cutting slowly just to feel the pain
something i can control for a change
and i don't even notice and i don't care
that this blade won't ever be sharp enough
to undo all the hurt i've caused so far
i always believed i was stronger than this
and you've given me hope in small white pills
but as i'm drowning here in my loneliness
i don't know if there's anyone that can cure this
exhale slowly just to breathe again
something i can't feel for a change
and i don't even notice and i don't care
that time won't ever be enough
to heal all these self inflicted scars
sifting through what remains
of fading hopes and shattered dreams
i dont know what i was looking for
i dont know who i am anymore
kicking through the ashes
of my own heart when i burned out
struggling through more days like these
cut by all these broken things
















Comments
I love this last line "struggling through more days like these
cut by all these broken things"
great way to end a powerful poem.
--
My soul went searching for a cause
and came back empty handed
[link]
--
i lost myself inside your tainted smile again
~staind
glad you're doing better
--
Happiness is like peeing your pants, other people can see it but can't feel its warmth.
speak to me, i'll speak to you, but tell me nothing and i'll dwell in silence
--
i lost myself inside your tainted smile again
~staind
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