HEART FAILURE
Every time I try to be in my mind, DARKNESS SWALLOWS MY MIND, LAST NIGHT I BROKE THROUGH SOMEONE'S SPINE With my blood obsorbing knife, Listen, the heart is a fragile thing, Just squeeze it, and it will immediately become broken, MY HEART JUST COULDN'T STAND IT, IT IS SO WEAK, IT WILL NOT BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND THE FLOW OF DARKNESS, IT WILL NOT BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND THE FLOW OF VIOLENCE, I JUST HAD TO FORGET PITY AND LOVE AND TEAR MY HEART OUT OF MY CHEST, Better go far away from me... OR YOU WILL BECOME ME... I can't be sure that I won't burn in hell after death, Games with death are not safe, Only one who isn't afraid to play with death is Jeff, The only thing he can in front of the essence of death is to laugh, There is pity in my soul but it has remained very deep inside, Humanity and love haven't finally died, Every night I wake up and the monster knocks out a cage and I turn to the black side, IT FEELS LIKE A SPLINTER CUTS ALL MY ORGANS INSIDE, I AM SO NUMB THAT I DON’T FEEL ANY FEAR, THE ONLY THING THAT IS ALWAYS BRIGHT IS MY HEART, ALTHOUGH I'M DEAD OUTSIDE, BUT INSIDE I'M STILL ALIVE... Cardiac arrest will swallow my whole soul, I FIGHT WITH THE BEAST THAT'S INSIDE ME TO THE POINT THAT BLOOD IS FLOWING FROM MY NOSE, I can't be saved, but you can still save your identity, There's only atrocity in my body, I've lost my humanity, I sold the most valuable in exchange for adrenaline and bloodthirstiness, I am not sure I took the right step, It can cost me the heart, It could cost me a heart attack... I am not sure I took the right step, It can cost me the heart, IT COULD COST ME A HEART ATTACK... I should think twice, Otherwise, some action will cost me my life...
2020-09-11 05:02:53
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Черничные пироги, молоко с мёдом. Приходи. Почитаю тебе стихи и раны замажу йодом. Буду исцелять поэтапно все твои трещинки и порезы, даже в твоё заледеневшее сердце, поверь мне, — смело полезу. Повір! Залізу без страху. Без жалю, не боячись. Бо наше розпалене вогнище змушує бути хоч чимось. І тільки не хвилюйся — ми не розчинимось. Ні одне у одному, ні у часі. Мы снова столкнёмся, неспособные противостоять этой связи. Истощенные, но в друг друге, нашедшие дом. Якщо не перше життя, то і не перший том. Не перший різновид мов у моїх віршах. Не найдёшь меня в жизни? Отыщешь во снах. За той дверью, где я нам в пирог добавляю чернику. Приходи. Мне одной без тебя здесь ужасно дико.
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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