Broken Thoughts Inside A Sober Mind
I lost face today,
in a world undeserving of me.
so I scream out in heated profanity,
my body numbed and my mind flustered
from countless blows made-up of idiocy.
I lost the will to give a single fuck,
what you may think of me, anymore.
I ignore the whispers and twisted thoughts
that you've embedded in my waking hell.
I still find myself, blindly turning my back
to an audience of masked faces...
as I walk blood trails behind me so they follow
my painted steps.
Disaster strikes when I remove my mask.
You've kicked me one --too many times
leaving me to fend for myself in the hushed night.
I locked my acing cries within my chained volt
with my soul dying alongside it.
My breath falls still
never again taking such a chance
on new life.
Your wicked shadow still taunts my sown eyes,
and I cursed the day that you whispered your empty words into my itching ear.
The day that life fed the darkness tainted lies,
is the day hell opened its eyes... And here we both are.