I Used Up All My Inspiration/Now This Poem Is Basically Untitled
By PaperPromises
I regret to inform you of these grieved tears
These thoughts which hold my lonely fears
I chased a dream that couldn't be caught
Taught a truth that just couldn't be taught
Laughed at a joke while all the more crying inside
Fought to live but yet still wanted to die
Went after a heart that I could not simply have
Picked until blood over-ran the scabs
Turned bruises into invisible scars over time
Defined happiness as an unlawful crime
Loved until I felt sick to my own stomach
Tried cutting a silence that was much too thick
Fell to the ground and never did really get back up
So each time I sunk further, out-ran streaks of luck
Erased lies but by doing so forgot the truth
Until eventually it caught up to me with proof
Found that living inside yourself can only make things worse
But yet I still do it because its the only thing that works
Bottled up my emotions when they should have been vented
Got frustrated, confused, lost, and all the things I resented
Grew sick of myself inside and out
Filled myself up with all kinds of doubt
Made myself someone I don't even recognize anymore
Someone unsavable and impossible to explore
Lived a history I'd rather forget with time but it appears that I cannot
Dwelled within the sorrows that proceeded to overflow my thoughts.
Comments on "I Used Up All My Inspiration/Now This Poem Is Basically Untitled"
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On Monday, March 13, 2006, D3ADT0WN
(185) wrote:
I like this...Very catchy title to...Great job =]
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On Tuesday, June 14, 2005, Serenity
(469) wrote:
Beautiful in every way. Nice title ;)
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On Sunday, June 12, 2005, PoeticMindBlow
(22) wrote:
I like it. - MindBlow
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On Sunday, June 12, 2005, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
this prose fills the path of your intent....... beautiful in tone................urban