Members Ryan Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 "Sober" And I don’t know This could break my heart or save me Nothing’s real Until you let go completely So here I go with all my thoughts I’ve been saving So here I go with all my fears weighing on me Three months and I’m still sober Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers But I know it’s never really over And I don’t know I could crash and burn but maybe At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me So I won’t worry about my timing, I want to get it right No comparing, second guessing, no not this time Three months and I’m still breathing Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know It’s never really over, no Wake up Three months and I’m still standing here Three months and I’m getting better yeah Three months and I still am Three months and it’s still harder now Three months I’ve been living here without you now Three months yeah, three months Three months and I’m still breathing Three months and I still remember it Three months and I wake up Three months and I’m still sober Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Tishy Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Hi Ryan! Thinking of ya Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members NaVell J. Lee Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Emotions run high when you think the worst Your world collapses suddenly before your eyes Feeling a sense of loss and entitlement Is all you can think about in the back of your mind Your love for life, friends, family Suddenly diminishes when you hit the brink of despair All you can say is that you deserve the harshness of reality And everything that happened was certainly fair Nothing can awake you from this trauma Like you suddenly fell into a deep coma Not even the guidance of friends Could bring you out and make you sober Crying four times a day, wondering, waiting If there is a way to fill the hole in one's heart And just when you think there is no hope Someone is there to give you a new fresh start You can't do nothing but cry for joy Hope was granted to you when you felt so lost Knowing there is a chance to make things right And not let go of it no matter what the cost You still worry, wonder, think, miss But know things will turn out to be the way it used to be Even though it is the hardest to stay apart You will always remember you are a part of me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 ^^^ Damn thats deep. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members NaVell J. Lee Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 ...I wrote that..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Its great babe. But deep. I write things like that all the time. I know the place where it comes from. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members NaVell J. Lee Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Thanks, Shawny I wanted to write something like this for a few days, but never knew how to express it in words, until now. Like I always say, "I never say what I don't mean." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 I hear you there. My poetry is so dark and depressing. Everyone who reads it asks if I'm in therapy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Tishy Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 LOVE it! *HUGS* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 So I started work today. The site is in the meatpacking district, which is uber trendy. The hotel is going to be WOWZA nice. Its funny managing an office in the middle of a construction site though. Lots of sweaty men. And NOT the good looking kind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Rhiannon Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ryan Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Tired Of everything around me I smile But I don’t feel a thing no I’m so far from where I need to be I’ve given up on faith, on everything All I want, all I need Is some peace There’s a hole Inside of me It’s so cold Slowly killing me Secrets Eating at the core of me Shut off Trusting all the lies I breathe I’m so far from where I need to be I’ve given up on faith, on everything All I wanted, all I needed Was some peace There’s a hole Inside of me It’s so damn cold Slowly killing me Sinking ever so slowly So far from where I should be No hands reaching out for me Help me, help me Something’s gone I can feel it It’s all wrong I’m so sick of this There’s a hole Inside of me It’s so cold Slowly killing me There’s a hole Inside of me It’s so damn cold Slowly killing me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 an original poem: He toys with me as if I'm his puppet casting spells to prolongue my pain toying with magick to inflict greater suffering onto me through the halls of the hellish ward he leads me pulling on the strings of sanity amidst all of society's outcasts I walk embarrassed, ashamed they pump me full of poison and send me on my way those men in white, the watchers of the criminally insane herding us like cattle following his bidding they obey his every order I pass my an open doorway his eyes fix upon me and he lets out an unearthly cackle thoughts of white snow fill my head I ache for its numbing release from the agony He holds in front of me teasing me with something that I crave so badly with every inch of my being then pulls it away just as happily leaving me in the shivers of withdrawal and sorror The men in white his evil assistants cloak us in darness and I close my eyes preparing for another restless night... Madness has cast his eye on me and there is no escape... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members NaVell J. Lee Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 Feeling of despair walks among many of us Something that we all cannot bear Hoping to reach out and grab their hand When they are feeling alone and scared They say you can feel one's pain Especially if you feel you caused it You push, put pressure, not leave alone Until it's too late and they act as they see fit In the blink of an eye, you could lose Something or someone close to you All they want is space you would not give Which pushed them away farther from you Something happens to one, makes you open your eyes You start to feel remorse inside You realize you hurt, not help, one's pain And you give him the space to clear his mind You can hold out your hand You know in your heart the person is not ready But the hand will always be there And once ready to hold, they will hold on steady They say patience is a virtue And give one time and peace as long as they need One's heart may be empty now But in time, you hope it won't be Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Shawn Posted June 7, 2007 Members Share Posted June 7, 2007 I like this poetry hour. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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