A Dying Hero.

This world has created so much chaos,
Children’s blood flow through our streets,
Everything falls to ash around us,
But don’t mistake those flames,
It’s a cold world out here.
This ice leads straight to our hearts,
while our souls burn for eternity.
Becoming the change,
will get your throat cut.
You better close your mouth and walk the line,
it’s killing time, everyone is fair game.
I had a dream so good I didn’t want to wake up,
but my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

This is no place for a Hero,
This is no place for a righteous Man,
when all the Heroes have died the Villain.
So why don’t you go back home?

So why don’t you just take what’s left?
If it’s time for me to go,
I’ll move on like just another wandering ghost.
You left me here to die,
and these cuts have gotten infected.
In the end they became battle wounds,
and I wore them with honor.
My love will stand strong,
I may never be what you truly desire,
but I will fight til my dying breathe to protect you.
So you can hate me,
and you can run away,
But please remember I am forever on your side.

Truth.

If I am being honest,
I haven’t been myself lately.
My spirit doesn’t move like it once did,
I keep falling back into uncomfortable positions.
Constantly dreaming of days that have passed me by,
My body doesn’t look like me any longer.
I don’t act the way I used too,
but I’ve been here before,
lost in my own skin.
My mind feels so intoxicated,
I feed off of my own expectations,
and I crumble when reality sets in,
Everyone that I love leaves me,
and they never come back.

Beyond Repair.

I lost apart of me that day,
it was like my soul was slowly being pulled from my body.
I wish I could have just grabbed it,
I have no soul, not anymore.
It felt as through it was taken from me.
It was beyond damage anyways.
Is it possible to repair your soul?
My heart suffered most of the trauma,
I felt it laying in my hands as it bled onto the floor.
I only wished that she would have just taken it,
but now I am left with it.
I am left with the burdens and the guilt.
I am left with heeling scars on top of scars,
I am not really sure what to do with it.
What do I do with this weight that sits?
I feel like I am dead already.
My purpose as escaped my mind,
And I am fighting this up hill battle with myself.
I don’t really have much else to offer anyone.
My life is in utter chaos,
But maybe I am supposed to feel like this.
I just don’t know my direction anymore.
I feel as though I can shatter at any moment.
I am fragile working on repairs everyday,
If you ask me I will tell you that I am out of order!
I am not sure when or if I will ever be fixed.

Losing Sleep!

How do you sleep,
When you lie through your teeth?
Everyday and Every Night.
I looked into your eyes,
And I can’t believe your mouth.
Are you tossing and turning?
Maybe you’re just sleeping like a child.
All the guilt must got you reeling,
or do you feel nothing at all?
How are you holding this in so easily?
Have you ever even cared for me?
You got me up at night wandering,
Wishing that none of this was real,
and I would wake from this nightmare,
and Our love would show no bounds,
Yet all of these deceits haunt me,
I’ve tried to move on,
but they have gotten the better of me.
I am so tired of these sleepless nights,
I wish I could breathe but it’s crowed in here,
and I can’t let nothing else in,
I am losing control,
I am losing my hold,
It’s gotten so cold,
Now that I am all alone.