The present holds remnants of the past, bringing up lost memories so fast, that we no longer know what to do with them. Now, here I stand, with a bottle in my hand, ready to wash them away, with my chemical choice of the day, hiding behind the smoke, of a cigarette which begins to choke, the very life right out of me. Walking through the veins, of this city in pain, drowning myself in liquid pure, in hopes that it will cure this disease that lives within me.
Waking from dreams of ecstasy scenes to a world that no longer seems like a home I should believe has since been fixed. We try to focus on the things that matter most but get lost in th
Do you wish that I was angry?
Do you think that I feel sad?
Do you still feel lost and lonely?
Lost in dreams you've never had.
Do you wish that I was faking?
Do you think that I would lie?
Do you feel that I'm still making,
Up a tale when I say bye?
It's like learning a new language.
It's like believing a lie.
It's like reading all blank pages.
It's like tearing up the sky.
Do you wish that I was happy?
Do you think that I feel bad?
Do you still feel hot and horny?
Hot for love you've never had.
Do you wish that I was trying?
Do you think that I feel just?
Do you feel that I'm still lying?
When I say that I miss us.
It's
Tortured blue and tongue tied,
Consumed within star light.
Where time grows slow, heart beat,
Mind whisper turned to screams.
Tainted by elegance,
Tormented by the fragrance.
Sacred hearts repaired slow,
Too afraid to let go.
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I fine?
Secret silence soars loud,
Morals echo in a shout.
Startled by our pleasure,
Emotional sweat, down pour.
Angered love destruction,
A heart pumping eruption.
Butterfly kiss lightly,
Caressing touch so tightly.
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I fine?
Faint false wording paints my tongue,
In the moonlight we stay young and selfish.
(Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry)
As the words that matter work when you feel sore,
Will you be running for the door?
(Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave me)
Does the price for lying make you think in true?
Will you be crying in your blue?
(Don't try it, don't try it, don't try it anymore)
And when the hurtful lies you want,
Rest in the truthful that you hate.
Don't run away.
Don't run away.
In the pain that swells up in your soul,
Could you do what you are told?
(Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry)
So destined am I to live among the
When you sleep, the world speaks in a whisper,
And every word goes unheard.
In the night silence of such hazy dreams,
My figure slow, turns obscured.
Every letter from every word,
Reaches my subconscious differed.
Now in the silence of the waking morn,
I find reality absurd.
My name, but a simple thought forgotten,
In memories I've never seen.
Touched by the outside world masqueraded,
As something I could only dream.
However; the past, time has beckoned here,
Brings back a repetitive theme.
Of a life attempted to be repressed,
Tormented by hypnotic screams
Under the cover, shielded from the real,
The light seeps through my
How long must I wait for,
this lonely heart not to ache?
Every beat is killing me,
Making my body shake.
You said you'd never leave me and,
I know now my mistake.
I know you said you love me, but,
Somehow my heart still breaks.
A summers end.
I have several faces,
But no clue which one to wear.
I know you depended of me,
In truth I was never there.
Know, it wasn't your fault,
No, you are not the one to blame.
If I could tighten my tongue,
Things between us would be the same.
A summers end.
You took the time to walk around me,
Trying to size me up.
And you thought that you could defy me,
Trying to get me stuck.
And as you walked away,
What made you think I'd stay,
Right here, right here?
And in your darkest thoughts,
I will remain on top.
Masquerading myself as a memory.
What will you do when you don't have me,
to hold onto your hand?
And What will you do when you still need me,
When you can hardly stand?
And when you feel betrayed,
You will have wished I stayed,
Right here, right here.
And in your bleeding heart,
I will begin to start,
Masquerading myself as a memory.
Your pain is my elation,
My need, my a
Two heartaches that will never heal,
One for her and one for him.
The shadows fall and melt together,
He sees light now all the time.
The last time they held each other,
There was something so cold and bare.
She never wished him any harm, but,
He's the one who suffers now.
He now has trouble getting up,
'Cause in his bed he smells her skin.
Visions of the past between them,
So far gone within his head.
It was so like her to punish him,
To let him know she could get in.
It was so like her to punish him,
To let him know she still cares.
When she left he fell to his knees,
Drenched in tears, drenched in tears.
In her eyes he se
What's with all this needless feeling?
We used to be so far apart.
All we're missing is sight to see,
Why can't we both simply believe?
Life can be so complicated,
only when we need it to be.
You get stronger the closer we get,
Is it too much?
The truth is proof I'm yours faithfully.
So unbelievable, so unbelievable as it is.
You can use your head for something else,
Let your heart take you where you fear to tread.
Slow down your pace and grab my hand,
I'm always here where I want to be.
You get stronger the closer we get.
Is it too much?
And there was a time before I was yours when I tried to forget.
If time beckons me let
Whispers Turn To Screams by Hugwhore115, literature
Literature
Whispers Turn To Screams
Distracted by the whispers that haunt my dreams at night.
The voices that taunt me disappear in the morning light.
Lying awake in restless sleeps, the whispers turn to screams.
Forgetting the peace I had before these nightmarish dreams.
In the bliss of the sun I've become something I'm not.
A tired soul of a man who never had his shot.
My only wish is that I could fall so deep,
Deep into the darkness so I can finally sleep.
If only I could ignore the whispers in the burning night.
If only I could open my eyes to reveal a soothing light.
But these whispers will never let me dream,
Because these whispers always turn to screams.
The present holds remnants of the past, bringing up lost memories so fast, that we no longer know what to do with them. Now, here I stand, with a bottle in my hand, ready to wash them away, with my chemical choice of the day, hiding behind the smoke, of a cigarette which begins to choke, the very life right out of me. Walking through the veins, of this city in pain, drowning myself in liquid pure, in hopes that it will cure this disease that lives within me.
Waking from dreams of ecstasy scenes to a world that no longer seems like a home I should believe has since been fixed. We try to focus on the things that matter most but get lost in th
Do you wish that I was angry?
Do you think that I feel sad?
Do you still feel lost and lonely?
Lost in dreams you've never had.
Do you wish that I was faking?
Do you think that I would lie?
Do you feel that I'm still making,
Up a tale when I say bye?
It's like learning a new language.
It's like believing a lie.
It's like reading all blank pages.
It's like tearing up the sky.
Do you wish that I was happy?
Do you think that I feel bad?
Do you still feel hot and horny?
Hot for love you've never had.
Do you wish that I was trying?
Do you think that I feel just?
Do you feel that I'm still lying?
When I say that I miss us.
It's
Tortured blue and tongue tied,
Consumed within star light.
Where time grows slow, heart beat,
Mind whisper turned to screams.
Tainted by elegance,
Tormented by the fragrance.
Sacred hearts repaired slow,
Too afraid to let go.
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I fine?
Secret silence soars loud,
Morals echo in a shout.
Startled by our pleasure,
Emotional sweat, down pour.
Angered love destruction,
A heart pumping eruption.
Butterfly kiss lightly,
Caressing touch so tightly.
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming?
Am I fine?
Faint false wording paints my tongue,
In the moonlight we stay young and selfish.
(Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry)
As the words that matter work when you feel sore,
Will you be running for the door?
(Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave me)
Does the price for lying make you think in true?
Will you be crying in your blue?
(Don't try it, don't try it, don't try it anymore)
And when the hurtful lies you want,
Rest in the truthful that you hate.
Don't run away.
Don't run away.
In the pain that swells up in your soul,
Could you do what you are told?
(Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry)
So destined am I to live among the
When you sleep, the world speaks in a whisper,
And every word goes unheard.
In the night silence of such hazy dreams,
My figure slow, turns obscured.
Every letter from every word,
Reaches my subconscious differed.
Now in the silence of the waking morn,
I find reality absurd.
My name, but a simple thought forgotten,
In memories I've never seen.
Touched by the outside world masqueraded,
As something I could only dream.
However; the past, time has beckoned here,
Brings back a repetitive theme.
Of a life attempted to be repressed,
Tormented by hypnotic screams
Under the cover, shielded from the real,
The light seeps through my
How long must I wait for,
this lonely heart not to ache?
Every beat is killing me,
Making my body shake.
You said you'd never leave me and,
I know now my mistake.
I know you said you love me, but,
Somehow my heart still breaks.
A summers end.
I have several faces,
But no clue which one to wear.
I know you depended of me,
In truth I was never there.
Know, it wasn't your fault,
No, you are not the one to blame.
If I could tighten my tongue,
Things between us would be the same.
A summers end.
You took the time to walk around me,
Trying to size me up.
And you thought that you could defy me,
Trying to get me stuck.
And as you walked away,
What made you think I'd stay,
Right here, right here?
And in your darkest thoughts,
I will remain on top.
Masquerading myself as a memory.
What will you do when you don't have me,
to hold onto your hand?
And What will you do when you still need me,
When you can hardly stand?
And when you feel betrayed,
You will have wished I stayed,
Right here, right here.
And in your bleeding heart,
I will begin to start,
Masquerading myself as a memory.
Your pain is my elation,
My need, my a
Two heartaches that will never heal,
One for her and one for him.
The shadows fall and melt together,
He sees light now all the time.
The last time they held each other,
There was something so cold and bare.
She never wished him any harm, but,
He's the one who suffers now.
He now has trouble getting up,
'Cause in his bed he smells her skin.
Visions of the past between them,
So far gone within his head.
It was so like her to punish him,
To let him know she could get in.
It was so like her to punish him,
To let him know she still cares.
When she left he fell to his knees,
Drenched in tears, drenched in tears.
In her eyes he se
What's with all this needless feeling?
We used to be so far apart.
All we're missing is sight to see,
Why can't we both simply believe?
Life can be so complicated,
only when we need it to be.
You get stronger the closer we get,
Is it too much?
The truth is proof I'm yours faithfully.
So unbelievable, so unbelievable as it is.
You can use your head for something else,
Let your heart take you where you fear to tread.
Slow down your pace and grab my hand,
I'm always here where I want to be.
You get stronger the closer we get.
Is it too much?
And there was a time before I was yours when I tried to forget.
If time beckons me let
Whispers Turn To Screams by Hugwhore115, literature
Literature
Whispers Turn To Screams
Distracted by the whispers that haunt my dreams at night.
The voices that taunt me disappear in the morning light.
Lying awake in restless sleeps, the whispers turn to screams.
Forgetting the peace I had before these nightmarish dreams.
In the bliss of the sun I've become something I'm not.
A tired soul of a man who never had his shot.
My only wish is that I could fall so deep,
Deep into the darkness so I can finally sleep.
If only I could ignore the whispers in the burning night.
If only I could open my eyes to reveal a soothing light.
But these whispers will never let me dream,
Because these whispers always turn to screams.
I fucking hate writers block.
I'm not one to gloat about my work. In all actuality, I hate most of it. I probably only like 20% of my work. That's why I only have a few poems in Deviant Art right now. That...and I'm in Afghanistan and my journal is at home, but that's besides the point.
I'm currently writing this poem that flows better than anything I've ever written in my 8 years of serious writing. And I have no fucking clue how to end it.
I NEED A HUG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!