Everything hurts
That’s how I know it’s a mission
I’m not afraid of death
I listen
To the sound…
Of freedom
Pounding
Drums in my head
My mind
Melts
To the tempo of it
And pours into the cracks where I stand
Vessels branching, making the land
Fertile
Giving others a chance

To go on…

I stand in the river

I STAND
IN THE RIVER
THIS IS WHERE I HAVE TO DIE
I AM SO SICK OF
DREAMS AND ALL THEIR LIES
I STAND
IN THE RIVER
THIS IS WHERE I HAVE TO DIE
This is where I am in peace
And in peace is where I want to lie

Casting hope into the depths
And reeling back its emptiness
I was fishing for a chance
An accomplishment all mine…

Casting hope into the depths
And reeling back its emptiness
I was fishing for a chance
To catch a moment in time…

But I decided to walk away
From my lucid fantasies
To a place where I can’t help but be
As crazy
As I long to be

I decided to walk away
With footsteps changing along the way
From shoes to socks to barefoot, they
Wrote the story as I

Walked away
From everything
I’d

Earned

And

Everything

Hurt…

Everything hurts
That’s how I know it’s a mission
I’m not afraid of death
I listen
To the sound…

Of freedom
Pounding
Drums in my head
My mind
Melts
To the tempo of it
And pours into the river

This is where it ends
No more excuses
No more friends

I stand in the river
The currents rush against my face
The blood I cry flows behind
And drowns me at a stable pace
Of freedom
Pounding
Drums in my head
This is where it
Has to
End
No more breathing

No more

Friends

I am so sick of
Dreams and all their lies

I stand in the
River
This is where I slowly die
With eyes wide open I don’t need
The tears I used to cry
To feel the world rush into me
And attempt to drag me along
No,
I stand in the
River
And I’ve never felt so strong

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