Posts Tagged ‘bottom’

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In dispares lap we nestle alone and confronted by fears

Mists of regret and confussion engulf or sanctity within

Wracked with pain,longing and turmoil we search for freedoms gate

Seeking help from all sources we scream as loud as we can

The dipressions fog mutes any sound ommitted from our soul

Seperation from humanity takes a stranglehold of lifes energy

Drained and nulified we limply slump deeper into solitudes dipressiveness

The costumes and masks we wear dipict serenity and happiness

Confusing and deceptive windows that society sees through

Thoughts of the end and journey too peace fill our heads

Knives in hands and nooses around necks we fill contemplations cup

Taking pills from the cupboard we count and watch

Dark mired soulless vessel dipicting the light sincere loathing of self

Nobody comes the assistance required invisible and gone

What can we do but sit here and scream louder and louder

Then silence falls deafening and final
is this how it ends alone and dark

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In the room full of joy
Rapture flows from girl and boy
Chatting ,Laughing, googing off
Oblivious to the world around
  Ask a question to looks and stares
Quantified by silence in the air
No retort or utterance made just as if nothing was said

Joining in with the fun around all the faces look too the ground
  Not a look, glance or a stare to acknowledge the fact they know I’m there
   Shouting at the top of my voice echo’s around with out a choice
  Still no flicker of emotional pace no smile or frown apon a face

Is it worth this battle of mine , to speak the words and be held in time
  I am not a dummy , pupper or mute There are feelings inside the scars of the brute
  Heart and soul nobody see just scars on the face and normalities tears
  Sit in the corner all on my own , Party for one as I Talk To Myself