I got the brains, but I lack in other places.
The look of post-threat slowly filling up their faces.
One track mind won't forget all my troubles,
leave them floating around in their little bubbles.
They don't bother me if pretend they don't exist.
Make a fist and resist....just cease and desist.
But no matter how hard I try,
my one track mind keeps giving me the small fry.
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I'm 25, from Leeds, UK. I like to describe myself as a philosopher of sorts, I write poetry of the heart and soul. Currently trying to turn my hand to short story writing - will post first on here if I come up with anything good! Stay tuned!!
I'm standing in my dimly lit hallway. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Overwhelmed with emotions I have yet to figure out. So scared of what people have to say and think of me.
I fell to my knees. Bowed my head. Offered up my wrists. Closed my eyes to the red. I'm not even finished or done yet. But too many mornings are in regret. Familiar faces around me last night.
The secrets that I keep. As I try to fall asleep. Are so many and so numerous. They prevent me counting sheep. They would lay my soul bare. Should they ever come to air. I sometimes get to wondering.
"How could you do this to me?", he looked at her and said: "It's quite a dark and scary place, to be inside my head." "I have never felt this feeling, that is pulling at my heart.
You hide behind your concrete wall Of shameful memories, Dreading all the things that made you fall And lose your sense of ease. An endless sea between your heart and head, Impossible to cross.
A Silent rage In a Violent cage Feelings seeping For an age A Silent rage In a defiant stage Feelings creeping Fills the page A silent rage Has been engaged Feel it seeping .
Sit oblivious trapped in my mind which seems to be victorious There must be something wrong I must be going insane I've been thinking this for far too long Why is this feeling so strange.
All I want to know is why. Never ending questions. Shoot around my head. Wiggle into my thoughts. Eat at my dreams. Reality dawns on me. So slowly, and questions never leave.
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