Apparently, it's abusive,
The way I handle my body,
The way it's scarred up,
The battle inside my head,
Expressed and fought at the waste of my skin,
I know it isn't good for me,
The head rush to the nerves of my brain,
I kinda like it,
All the scars,
Carried out without my brain,
Because it's disconnected,
I don't even make sense,
That head rush,
Like a pounding headache,
Straight to the brain,
Does nothing but numb the pain,
Of my heart beat in my brain,
The only one I cannot stand,
Over and over in my bed,
And it haunts me till I'm dead,
All the things I've done,
The ones I haven't confessed in you,
I don't wanna lose this hope in you,
I don't wanna forget that feeling I've never had,
But it's already gone,
Its magic has left me, so far gone,
And I don't understand what's so interesting,
What do you see in me?
That face you see on me?
Do you see the battle that's gone on inside,
And haunts my everlasting days.
Crying out my battle cry,
On the inside,
Turned on the worst of me,
Here I go again,
Fixing up what's left of me,
Reforming my heart to the best of me,
The one that gets where I want to be,
Like I actually have hope,
I wonder if I could ever have completely true hope.
Can I really find it tangled up In the ropes,
Can I really be honest with myself?
Do I really trust myself?
And who is it do I call myself?
Couldn't ever be,
Can't you see,
You keep thinking it's him and her,
Can you see,
It's very clear,
Don't ask the question of who I am,
You don't wanna know what I have to say,
Nevermind,
I've never been a good man or anything of the like,
Now you stay away from all of me
That's funny...
Can't you see
I bite you if you come to close,
I hate this,
What is this,
What am I doing,
so simple so easy?
Remember all the pain it brought you.
That's enough I won't do it, just let me think to keep your mouth shut, I got the needle and thread to sew it shut,
I suggest you listen to the man he's quicker than a dime,
This gosh awful silence,
Haunts me all the time,
Stay away,
He just may steal your breath away.
-Joshua Banks JJAJ
ESTÁS LEYENDO
When Sanity is Lost
PoesíaAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
