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Beanten Down
written by AthiestAnarchist06:06 PM 1/24/05I choke on my love
My hate
This is my fate
Throwing up my bloody and broken heart
It split in two and fell apart
I cough it up, then I die
Even though I know I’ll never fly
All I seem to do is fall into never-ending pits
All I seem to deal with are never-ending fits
Scraping my broken fingers against the walls of this hole
When I hit the ground, my body folds
Crippled up and crinkled
Gross things you think of
My bones protruding from my skin like a hand of someone drowning in the ocean
My neck snapped into two parts, my head will fall out with any motion
My whole body is broken and disfigured
You didn’t know what you were doing
You were that wind that was too cold to bear any more
It made me jump down this hole, you fucking whore
Made my heart too weak and sore
You were like the drug that ate me from the inside out
This is what life is all about
Right?
You go through all the pain and sorrow, barely little joy
When it happens you treasure it to no end
Then your whole life takes a bend
Curves around the corner so sharp
You don’t remember the start
No specific time
No specific mind
Thrown together
Then pulled apart and severed
This is how my jumbled mind works now
On me, you will always look down
When I beat you to the ground
Hopefully, like me, you won’t make one sound
What you’ve done to me
This is how I’ll always be….for now |
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