NO LONGER
Creeping past the crept of despair
a world of pretense hanging on to hope
walking through a mind numbing fog of paranoia
Shirking back under the rock of self control
A scrape book of anger to remember all that went wrong
Drowning in a life of make believe with locks on the doors
Two faces with little time, lost in an illusion and self pity
Tired of lies without penalties that torch the roads of recovery
Burnt out and hung over with all that is
Hazing the world with the truth that no one seems to want
welcoming me home to what once was and now no longer
Lost in a tomb of dreams and so tired of living with someone
Else's point of view.
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RELEASE ..
Splashed across like a cheap horror show.
It flows evenly with the start.
At once with the first slash it trickles down.
Unable to feel what this shit fucked life has become.
I hold with steady hands the razor blade to my skin.
A little harder a little deeper I cut.
Bold and bright colors that look all to fake.
Running down my arm in a slow stream.
No pain, nor tears.
Just cold bitter knowledge of how much I hate my existence.
I look down. If I had the ability to love I would love this.
The release the excitement of actually feeling something.
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FALLING
FALLING THROUGH DIMENSIONS
PARALLEL WALLS BLOCKING YOUR FALL
COMMANDERS CONTROLLING
THE DEAD WEEPING
WALKING THROUGH THE CLOUDS
FALLING PAST THE TREES
THROUGH THE EARTHS FLOOR
PIERCING THE SCREAMS
HELLO HELL WHAT HAS NOW BECAME MY SO CALLED LIFE
FOUR WALLS SURROUND MY WORLD
NOT BIG ENOUGH TO MOVE
BARLEY ENOUGH TO BREATH
SETTLING DOWN AS THEY COVER MY COLD HARD BODY WITH DIRT
STARTING TO SCREAM "IT JUST CANT END THIS WAY"
HAVING SO MANY WRONGS TO RIGHT.
I SURRENDER WHAT IS THE USE WHO WOULD HELP ME NOW.
I LYE BACK CLOSING MY EYES ONE LAST TIME
WHISPERING YOUR NAME
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