06-20-2017, 09:55 PM
Fully Completed Revision:
Days are repeating like dusty old records.
I can't keep tracks, they're nothing more than emotions sung aloud.
I've heard a thousand smiles fade,
and a hundred dreams wither away.
Keep looking ever deeper dear,
to all that lies beneath.
My skin's surface,
a facade,
this happiness you see.
Now I understand;
this just wasn't meant to be.
I'm a prisoner of the past
and my cell guard is the future.
Death is calling out to me,
how can I subdue her?
I already was there,
and far I ventured to come back.
I vowed I'd never return to that place;
where my soul is empty and black.
I stared into her eyes,
felt their unforgiving gaze
and soon enough I disappeared
into a somber daze.
Inside I saw my future,
and suddenly I knew.
Everything I'd built
was all destroyed by you.
I wish you knew forgiveness,
a dear old friend of mine;
one who guided me through darkness
and taught me to be kind.
The cheap gold ring I gave you,
it's meaning loyal and true;
the track played twice as slow that day
with me so close to you.
A little while later
the tears flowed down my face
as I watched my promise
roll down your back
into the sewer grate.
My puzzle incomplete
more pieces fell away.
I tried to fill the holes
but you revelled in my shame.
I don't know how to say it
please stop asking me to stay
you picked my pieces up that night
and threw them all away.
I stare into the mirror
hating what I see,
I think of all the ones I love,
will they remember me?
I take a deep breath
and I dream of paradise;
a place I'd never enter
if I went on living life.
Inside I'm alone,
and the fear takes hold as Death
slowly beckons once more.
This time as she extends
a comforting hand
I walk into her door.
Original Poem:
The days play over, like records on repeat.
I lose track of the numbers, they mean nothing to me.
A thousand smiles slip through my fingers;
a hundred dreams of happiness linger.
I hold up the mask,
I live with the pain.
I've accepted the fact
they won't remember my name.
Past memories sting,
but so does the future.
Death is still whispering;
now I cannot subdue her.
I was already there;
I came back from the brink.
I stared into her eyes,
and tried hard not to blink.
I saw what you were,
not what I knew.
I looked around
destroyed by you.
I wish you would tell me;
what are your intentions?
Stop trying to pull me
in a hundred directions.
My spirit is fragile,
my heart insecure,
prodding reminders
I'll never be pure.
Tarnished and used
you covered me in dirt,
when all I ever wanted
was for you to heal my hurt.
You stole every piece of me;
you took it all away,
now as I look into your eyes
you're asking me to stay.
I don't know how to say it;
I don't know how to show
that one way or another,
you'll have to let me go.
I stare at myself
and see misery pictured;
and I wonder to myself:
Would anyone miss her?
I take a deep breath
and I dream of release;
But also of all I'd miss,
and things I'd never see.
My hands are shaking
but my mind is sure.
I stare at Death's face,
and I walk through her door
Days are repeating like dusty old records.
I can't keep tracks, they're nothing more than emotions sung aloud.
I've heard a thousand smiles fade,
and a hundred dreams wither away.
Keep looking ever deeper dear,
to all that lies beneath.
My skin's surface,
a facade,
this happiness you see.
Now I understand;
this just wasn't meant to be.
I'm a prisoner of the past
and my cell guard is the future.
Death is calling out to me,
how can I subdue her?
I already was there,
and far I ventured to come back.
I vowed I'd never return to that place;
where my soul is empty and black.
I stared into her eyes,
felt their unforgiving gaze
and soon enough I disappeared
into a somber daze.
Inside I saw my future,
and suddenly I knew.
Everything I'd built
was all destroyed by you.
I wish you knew forgiveness,
a dear old friend of mine;
one who guided me through darkness
and taught me to be kind.
The cheap gold ring I gave you,
it's meaning loyal and true;
the track played twice as slow that day
with me so close to you.
A little while later
the tears flowed down my face
as I watched my promise
roll down your back
into the sewer grate.
My puzzle incomplete
more pieces fell away.
I tried to fill the holes
but you revelled in my shame.
I don't know how to say it
please stop asking me to stay
you picked my pieces up that night
and threw them all away.
I stare into the mirror
hating what I see,
I think of all the ones I love,
will they remember me?
I take a deep breath
and I dream of paradise;
a place I'd never enter
if I went on living life.
Inside I'm alone,
and the fear takes hold as Death
slowly beckons once more.
This time as she extends
a comforting hand
I walk into her door.
Original Poem:
The days play over, like records on repeat.
I lose track of the numbers, they mean nothing to me.
A thousand smiles slip through my fingers;
a hundred dreams of happiness linger.
I hold up the mask,
I live with the pain.
I've accepted the fact
they won't remember my name.
Past memories sting,
but so does the future.
Death is still whispering;
now I cannot subdue her.
I was already there;
I came back from the brink.
I stared into her eyes,
and tried hard not to blink.
I saw what you were,
not what I knew.
I looked around
destroyed by you.
I wish you would tell me;
what are your intentions?
Stop trying to pull me
in a hundred directions.
My spirit is fragile,
my heart insecure,
prodding reminders
I'll never be pure.
Tarnished and used
you covered me in dirt,
when all I ever wanted
was for you to heal my hurt.
You stole every piece of me;
you took it all away,
now as I look into your eyes
you're asking me to stay.
I don't know how to say it;
I don't know how to show
that one way or another,
you'll have to let me go.
I stare at myself
and see misery pictured;
and I wonder to myself:
Would anyone miss her?
I take a deep breath
and I dream of release;
But also of all I'd miss,
and things I'd never see.
My hands are shaking
but my mind is sure.
I stare at Death's face,
and I walk through her door