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WithTeethBabe
Wrong words, at the wrong time
I'm in the wrong state of mind
Well I need a guide
Someone to show me where the bright lights are
I want to have it all, the sky and the stars
So I'm in the wrong place
I guess this is just a case
A certain hellhole that I just can't face
Certain voices they won't let me trace
No one to feel the cold of my tears
No one to tell me sweet treasured lies about my worst fears

I feel I just can't face
The alcoholic in my reflection I hate
Open up my wrists like a christmas present
While I try to tell everyone it's not all that pleasant
Well the rain washes everything clean
People seem to think I'm not keen
Well I'm not, so they think
How much lower can I sink?
If I fail what is next?
Am I under some evil hex?
Staring all around me
Will she come and find me now
What's the use in me dreaming?
After I drown
In a pit of despair
Seeing her friends just stare
It makes my blood turn blue
Well I think of something else to do
To help me get through
So tell me "friend of mine" will you come and save me?
Of course you won't, because you don't see
All the unhappiness and misery
They've caused for me
Well no one's perfect, and no one's "normal"
You could have told them all
Those two little simples facts of life
Now all I have to keep me going is a vile taste, and a rusty knife
Death will pull me close
And time is running out
One sweet little overdose
And there'll be no doubt
That I'll be in somewhere better than this
Where I can tell "mother of ten years" how much of her I've missed
I can see it now
It's right in front of me
I'm looking forward to going to that place of happiness in eternity
I won't miss a thing after I'm gone
Neither will you ever know I was right and you were wrong.
+Franziska+
words of self encouragement that do help, and in those times, in burden there are higher beings who do give us strength, where else would we get it from, from the void we cannot fill?
All our wisdom, beauty, all our grace is given, is inherited, and you bring it to light to day to night too like in this poem

Love, Franziska
WithTeethBabe
Thanx very much Franziska.
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