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They’re Better Off Without You

Arrogant boy, when will you ever learn?

That this world is not made up of roses and thorns

Sometimes the blossoms wilt but the weeds will remain

Waiting for a chance to stick briers in your name

You can stop chasing good girls by their hourglass hips

And bringing more rounds of vodka and shotgun to your lips

You can stop using your arms as a substitute ashtray

Or your skin as ivory to carve out sculptures in scarlet clay

And all your best friends that proclaim they’re sincere

Draw insults behind your back and say it’s good fun and fair

They don’t have time for drama, but get front row seats

When you’re deep in the mess, entangled in bullshit

Your smile is bleeding out, teeth scattered on the sidewalk

“Good one, guys” you say, but they never want to talk

Your eyes don’t need fists to be darker than they already are

The lack of sleep does that, when you have come home from war

You read the daily newspapers to know about everything else

Trying to care about them, when you don’t know anything about yourself

You give up your seat for others, thinking it’s an act of selflessness

When in reality, you just hate yourself to much to deserve any duress

And you think that you’re happy, but you’re just distracted

Choosing to admire the vivid carnage when you have self-destructed

Because it’s all the same to you, and it just doesn’t matter whether

Your life gets blown apart mile-high or moves inch by inch like a feather

Blind boy, when will you see that they’re all laughing at you?

Your youth is too old to pursue the optimism of a hard-knock truth

When can you draw the broken line between a break-up and a breakdown?

When will you stop trying to swim and simply let yourself drown?

Ignorant boy, don’t be sorry for believing the lies, but will you ever even learn

That this dismal, ravaged wreck of a world will turn and turn and turn

No matter how much you stumble, trip, and cry on your faded hand-me-down shirt

Time won’t stop, your friends won’t care, your wounds will still bleed and burn

You can scream but no one will listen; foolish boy, don’t you see you’re not much worth?

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Empty Void

I resent Darkness;

His coldness enveloping me

Leaving my mind in a cold stupor

His tendrils suffocating my breathing

Smothering, cutting off, blocking the flow of oxygen

Blinding my consciousness completely

So that I could not see

And I’m left with nothing but the biting cold and loneliness

And my own numb hands to guide me.

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I despise Silence;

Her emptiness breaking me

The endless ringing in my ear,

The quick pounding of my heart,

My own heavy breathing,

And the false insanities that fill up my mind

Are all that I could hear

And there are no words nor any other noises

To fill the empty nothingness.

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But what I really abhor

Is when Drakness and Silence meet each other

When He meets Her, and together they play

Both my senses are suddenly lost

My eyes and ears are rendered absolutely useless

And no matter how loud you scream and cry

There is no one that will hear

And no matter how much you grope around blindly

Trying to look for someone

You never will.

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