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The stitch in mine
Is not like yours
A cut deep down
Into my soul
Am made of dust
From stars below
In shades I flourish
Deep dark I flow
At home I am
Inside my hull
Away from bias
Rubbed in salt
Away from dispute
Hatred immense
Inward I look
In my defense
Observer of time
A soul so old
Rivaling the titans
I stand so bold
Infuriating accession
From exterior advances
Yet trudging along
Onwards alone
Nobody cares bout your heart ache
start making money
Walkin round town folks
looking at me funny
No practical skills
not a lawyer or a genius but..
I can tell you how it feels
in multitudes of ways
To not wanna be real
to want to fade away
I can show you how
my inner being drowned
From being in this town
from staying on the ground
Everyones an alpha dog
always looking down
Never eat the scraps
just leave them on the ground
I often danced to sounds
like no one was around
To noise they couldn't hear
till no one was around..
My mind keeps forgetting
how to breathe right
For while others air go
In and out
out and in
In a simple function of normality
Mine falters a lot of the time
Turns my voice into wheezing gasps
The dead could speak better than I
My lungs squish into a tiny box
In the center of my chest
Causing a volcanic eruption of pain
It is a very similar feeling to my heart
Which thumps and clamors
At a speed unknown to humanity
The pace of a jackrabbit heart
whose cotton little tail's on fire
Until it simply feels like it
Frozen insides
Brown eyes mixed with sad
Empty heart
Fast mind
Emotions running fast
Sensitive soul
Blank stare
Depression all around
Tear stained cheeks
Once around the block and done.
No extra-time or after parties,
just a head-spinning rattle
from itching frustration
to breathless incredulity
at the pace of it all
So please, by all means
saunter, dance, crawl, or wriggle
as the situation demands,
although sometimes you’ll still kvetch
at slow walking goons in the supermarket
and want to crack the back of their heads
and educate them about trolley etiquette
and getting the heck out of your
important way
Try to love pastoral pauses,
either in your mind’s green eye
or if lucky, in a glade
as real as bark and river pebbles
where cousins, lovers, friends,
pendulum on rope swings
to an abandoned splash
A shower does not melt away my stress,
it is my mask of fake joy
that I wear throughout the day
travelling down the drainpipes instead.
With the streaming water falling upon me,
my tears are not lonely—
but without the warm embrace of this water,
I do not feel real..
Same cycle
same lack of love and feeling
Lack of self worth in my character revealing
chase you round in circles
Iv fallen many times
my face inside the mud
I taste the **** and grime
wipe the dirt off fast
And catch up to my love
my gorgeous gift from heaven
My blessing from above
Some of me wants to scream
most of me wants to die
Devils climbing like monkeys
tearing all at my spine
Try to leave em behind
chasing after divine
When i wake from my rest
devils infest my mind
I heard existence is pain
i heard pain makes you strong
My lack of patience is ******
this narrow road is too long
To keep you my pride was tucked
draining myself of luck
Raining such heavy drops
straining in mud im stuck
Shallow is not the muck
screaming out what the ****
Breaking my housing walls
heading depressions call
Shaking the tree for fruit
waiting for some to fall
All of the fruit was rotten
by mistorturne im mauled ..
Is not like yours
A cut deep down
Into my soul
Am made of dust
From stars below
In shades I flourish
Deep dark I flow
At home I am
Inside my hull
Away from bias
Rubbed in salt
Away from dispute
Hatred immense
Inward I look
In my defense
Observer of time
A soul so old
Rivaling the titans
I stand so bold
Infuriating accession
From exterior advances
Yet trudging along
Onwards alone
Nobody cares bout your heart ache
start making money
Walkin round town folks
looking at me funny
No practical skills
not a lawyer or a genius but..
I can tell you how it feels
in multitudes of ways
To not wanna be real
to want to fade away
I can show you how
my inner being drowned
From being in this town
from staying on the ground
Everyones an alpha dog
always looking down
Never eat the scraps
just leave them on the ground
I often danced to sounds
like no one was around
To noise they couldn't hear
till no one was around..
My mind keeps forgetting
how to breathe right
For while others air go
In and out
out and in
In a simple function of normality
Mine falters a lot of the time
Turns my voice into wheezing gasps
The dead could speak better than I
My lungs squish into a tiny box
In the center of my chest
Causing a volcanic eruption of pain
It is a very similar feeling to my heart
Which thumps and clamors
At a speed unknown to humanity
The pace of a jackrabbit heart
whose cotton little tail's on fire
Until it simply feels like it
Frozen insides
Brown eyes mixed with sad
Empty heart
Fast mind
Emotions running fast
Sensitive soul
Blank stare
Depression all around
Tear stained cheeks
Once around the block and done.
No extra-time or after parties,
just a head-spinning rattle
from itching frustration
to breathless incredulity
at the pace of it all
So please, by all means
saunter, dance, crawl, or wriggle
as the situation demands,
although sometimes you’ll still kvetch
at slow walking goons in the supermarket
and want to crack the back of their heads
and educate them about trolley etiquette
and getting the heck out of your
important way
Try to love pastoral pauses,
either in your mind’s green eye
or if lucky, in a glade
as real as bark and river pebbles
where cousins, lovers, friends,
pendulum on rope swings
to an abandoned splash
A shower does not melt away my stress,
it is my mask of fake joy
that I wear throughout the day
travelling down the drainpipes instead.
With the streaming water falling upon me,
my tears are not lonely—
but without the warm embrace of this water,
I do not feel real..
Same cycle
same lack of love and feeling
Lack of self worth in my character revealing
chase you round in circles
Iv fallen many times
my face inside the mud
I taste the **** and grime
wipe the dirt off fast
And catch up to my love
my gorgeous gift from heaven
My blessing from above
Some of me wants to scream
most of me wants to die
Devils climbing like monkeys
tearing all at my spine
Try to leave em behind
chasing after divine
When i wake from my rest
devils infest my mind
I heard existence is pain
i heard pain makes you strong
My lack of patience is ******
this narrow road is too long
To keep you my pride was tucked
draining myself of luck
Raining such heavy drops
straining in mud im stuck
Shallow is not the muck
screaming out what the ****
Breaking my housing walls
heading depressions call
Shaking the tree for fruit
waiting for some to fall
All of the fruit was rotten
by mistorturne im mauled ..
Elissa
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