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    Posted: 08 March 2019 at 3:28pm
never looked each way to cross the street
took each day like i cant be beat
depression, suicidal thoughts i thought i beat
built myself up then a fortnite later suffer defeat
no game i mean two weeks, victory royale would be so sweet
nah that aint me
nah
im the type to cry a river, duck down and drown
the thoughts out but its hard with a closed mouth
the walls scary and they creepin in
they haunt me so i keep em inside my mind
keep my eyes wide open at night
see the ceiling as i fight to go to sleep
the cousin of death, its kiss so bleak
a sombre song full of macabre memories
avoid sober so long, bacard or hennessy
it dont matter to me, put two to the head and black out
i feel attacked now, head split and cracked, how?
dont remember shit from the night before
self-inflicted? was i in a fight, or...
nah that aint me
nah
im the guy that watches from afar
a guy that wishes he could play guitar
a guy that wants to travel the stars
who wants to be the first on mars
escape this madness, im 30 seconds from the end of my rope
like is this some sick joke? shit no, i've gone for broke
lost hope, epitaph wrote, say he was a top bloke
there for his friends and loved ones
this is the end, at least he got one
but to be franco he's glad he didn't know
how much they cared, or knew his blank stare was a sign
of something else to come
just didnt have the words to undo that rope, unload that gun
blunt the blade, stump the hate
investigate how their brother, cousin, nephew, uncle, and son felt
the world on his shoulders, no chips but ice bricks, he needs help
the size of atlas boulders, he thinks there's nobody else
great idea that he's got
looks at the edge of the rooftop
stands on the ledge and his view drops
broken thoughts, but he's not
so he steps off
sees an arm extend with a friendly face behind it
reaches out but his minds just lyin
silent screams until hes stopped by the pavement
his last thought WAIT!
blood splatter cant describe his pain
spirit wishes he could take it all away and
start again with the same friends and family
without all the jealousy or eagerness to make enemies
its too late, his mental state deteriorate
this life of hate has suffered at the hands of fate
not how people should spend their final days
Show me a fortress and I'll show you a ruin.
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