Category Archives: Poetry
Sick Of It All (**language warning**)
Sick and tired all the time
Oh how I wish I could rewind
Or fast forward this show
give me somewhere to go…
where my heart is free
where my soul can sing
where I matter in the world
Here, it’s so cold
It numbs me whole
Making me the fool
trying to keep my cool
using me like a tool
life is so cruel
and I’m fucking sick of it.
I want to cut my vein
bring on the end
but loyalty keeps me in
like being bedridden with sin
Is this really who I was supposed to be?
A lonely soul
Living in pain everyday
What price must I pay?
This is all fucked up…
I no longer want to play…
this part of suffering
with loneliness that could shatter worlds
pushing me to look for salvation
in things that only kill the soul
a bottle of booze
a bottle of pills…
fighting everyday to be someone new
Why have I been forsaken?
in all the good I try to do…
It’s not good enough for you?
I’m not alone…but I’m alone
and I’m fucking sick of it…
for my children I will carry on
an empty vessel at sea
pretending to feel free
but being confined by pain
I’ve been forsaken
For reasons I don’t see
I fight the urge to go…
even though
I’m fucking sick of it all…
Out Of Control Ride
It gets harder everyday
Praying to outlast the loneliness
Praying to make better choices
Trying not to drown
the voice
inside my head
being held hostage with memories
of loss and pain
the soul forsaken
in the darkness
of wanting forgiveness
everything that was taken from me
feel sick like I’m stuck out at sea
the world is oblivious
to what whirls inside
the war that wages on
does anyone really care
what others bear
what scars they hide
out of control ride
hopelessly wandering
looking for a home
somewhere to belong
loneliness everlasting sting
the hold on the heart
tearing it apart
ripping it from inside
pain seeping slowly
through the veins
of the wicked
of the lost
just searching for a cure
to fit in
wanting to be loved
unconditionally
by the world around them
they know they are alone
no one could know
the pain they seek to hide
out of control ride
does anyone really care
what we bear
the scars on our hearts
the tears drowning our souls
with no where to go…
can anybody really know?
Oh Little Brother
Oh little brother
What have you done?
Don’t fret over the mess
Life is nothing less
Time passes by
and we grow apart
but oh little brother
you are always in my heart
forgive the ones that pass you by
forgive the ones who are by your side
receive the blessings of life
in small rounds of laughter
pauses in silence that bring you peace
oh brother I love you so much
not only because I am your sister
because life is a mess
a tangled web of sorrows
not promised many tomorrows
so I want you to know
oh little brother
don’t fret over the mess
life is nothing less
and I want you to forgive me
for time that has passed
forgive me for growing further
from home in my body
know my heart has never faltered
and I love you so little brother
one day I shall be called away
just listen to what I say
Oh little brother…
look at all you have done
don’t fret over the mess
life is nothing less
and I will love you then
even when I am gone
and not only because I am your sister
but because we have grown
from our family tree
I am very proud to see
the seeds you have planted
so oh little brother
don’t fret over the little mess
life is nothing less
just remember
I shall love you forever
Familiar Tune
A familiar tune
A distant memory of you
I hear your soul singing
Our hearts in tune
The pleasure you gave me
With the songs you would send
My heart is empty
I need a moment to mend
Remembering conversations
two friends til the end
or so we thought
yet a familiar tune
holds the memory of you
when we didn’t have to pretend
we felt something again
together growing towards
a mistake we knew we would make
so we shattered our hearts
saved what was at stake
but the familiar tune
still plays the chorus of our souls
empty hearts show
something we know
a familiar tune
will hold our memory forever
lonely we shall endeavor
So Far From Home
I get homesick
It comes over me like a hurricane
Trapped in the funnel cloud of memories
I long for just one more moment
a moment of familiarity
where we can lie
side by side
on the fields of grass
where you can touch my cheek
tell me everything is going to be fine
I long for remaking of that time
The years have passed
And I’m so far from home
Better for my being
So lonely for my soul
Where did time go?
Do I cross your mind…
when you pass the place
Do you think of me then….
see my face?
Remember you were my muse
I wrote words for only you
Now I’m so far from home
Better for our being
So lonely for our souls…