Too weak to win, too hopeless to fight.

by Olive - tree   Nov 12, 2006


I'm broken
Fix me
Do I want this
Do I want to see
A world without obsessing
Derived from fear
This I am confessing
For anyone to hear
Maybe someone could help
Save me from myself
Cut into the shell
Pull me from whats left
Take the poison out
Replace it with thoughts
Other than those of distress
The ones that mess up my works
Mess up my plans
Destroy the future goal
Place it in reverse
Tricks the inner soul
So I believe that it doesn’t matter
And its more important now
But its not and I know it
But functioning dodoesn't allow
For the strength to fight
And pursue to demon inside
Burns with power and might
Love to believe the lies
And I love to fake the ties
That bond me to the shine
Strangle hold over my eyes
Blinding me with their lines
But the shine is false and so are they
I am determined to fall this way
Today or tomorrow
I cannot say
But this world is one I will not stay
Not in this position of insanity
Not now in this black immortality

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