Dark Poetry #4 |
Atrophy In Life |
UseTheIllusion Member
since 2006-02-06
Posts 223In a state of limbo |
An alienated outcast, Atrophy in life, A lost past, And the hard driven knife. The schizophrenic god, The perpetual mind(blank) motion machine, And the never-ending string of obscenity, And the weighing of responsibility. The dead end job, And the situations which leave me robbed, The car which I drive, Headed to knowhere, And the fight to pretend I am alive. A tribute to affliction, A rejection of affect, A giving up on acting, That is the end of that. Removal of the mask, Keep the circuitry in view, For all the world is a stage, And the actors I refuse to abuse. The air is thin, I stepped out of my skin, Thought outside of the box and now continuously writhe in sin. Gave up on my smokes, Got to the point where it became a joke, And now I am searching for another high, Perhaps what I am looking for is the time to die. Keep checking my watch, What for, there is nothing to see, Accept the working of the machine, And the incessant bleeding of a heart that seems to be bursting at the seams. |
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deadkiss Junior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 31washington |
mm life can be rather crappy it seems, wonder the point of living often myself. nice write. i think we've all stared at the time often knowing there's no reason to look at it. |
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