Ocean of desolation

It gets harder to breathe,

When you’re under six feet

Of depression pain and the lack of sleep

I think I’m in the deep.

I’m suffocating, no oxygen,

Chances of surviving, thin.

People don’t notice your plight till it’s too late.

I think that may be why everyone is so desolate.

Some of us know how to swim, but everyone is dragged under

There’s a sea storm don’t you hear the thunder?

We’re all swimming through this ocean of desolation and loneliness.

We’re all just waiting for the time when we don’t have to feel like this.

The words that cut me

Do you even care?

I’m dying here and you’re not there

Is this love? Five knives in my chest

The metaphorical sharpness of your words cut into my skin

Its ever lingering and the misery is festering within.

I’ve not know love to be this morbid,

Confusion running amock in my mind.

Why is it so tough for you to be kind?

Lonely

I’m hurting right now

All i see is black.

I don’t understand how

Life can lack

The lustre that makes it worth living

Man, i thought i found happiness,

But I’m doubting it’s a real thing,

I’m becoming emotionless.

Apathy is getting to me

Messing with my mind

Questioning if my conscience is guilty

I’m mean, but I’m kind

I put up walls that make me despise myself

At least it’ll keep you far away from me

My heart’s finally of the shelf.

I’m fine being lonely.

Memory.

And it tore me apart to see you go,

But from then you knew that I know,

that you never intended to stay,

this was an act I played a part in your play,

but I was not the main character, you were.

I’m sorry my scene was a blur,

time sped past and memory was hazy.

I thought I loved you, I thought you loved me,

I was mistaken, unfortunately.

But it doesn’t matter, all you are right now is a memory.

Come back.

The way your hands felt,

I would just melt,

The way you used to be held,

In my arms, then.

Right now, my arms are empty,

They’ve been so since you left me.

They’re a lot like my heart,

why did you tear us apart?

We were happy,

but now we’re both drowning in melancholy.

You used to doubt your worth,

but to me, you were worth the world.

It’s all crumbled when you said you weren’t my girl.

All I can say is I miss you, I’m only half of me.

Come back so we can stop feeling lonely.

 

Verbal Ventillation 3

I thought I was healing, but I’m only getting worse,

I guess this is what happens when your blessing’s a curse,

A loved heart cannot handle being alone,

All my life I’ve been on my own.

And I don’t need sympathy,

Cause lately I’ve been embracing apathy,

I’m numb to all the things this world throws at me,

No one by my side but that doesn’t mean I’m lonely,

All the people close to me,

They live in my memory,

I swear all the lessons I’ve learnt are finally making sense,

This pain, it’s so dense,

but I think I can finally see beyond it.

I can see past the bull shit,

and life is finally gaining some meaning,

Finally embracing reality, no more dreaming.

For all the good things can turn bad, a dream into a night mare,

It all depends on how you react and how you fare.

 

Moving.

sitting here with a guilty conscience,

sitting here filled with despondence,

never thought the cause of my happiness

could be the cause of my sadness

and these feelings are messing me up,

I am not feeling this porgress, I’m stuck.

I’m trying to move on,

I’m trying to move past the wrongs

I can only pray that I am strong

enough to get past this,

Because it’s tough when I can’ forget last night’s kiss.

 

 

 

 

 

Verbal Ventillation 2.

This is addressed to all the cheaters, to the faithless,

who leave you’re ex in a mess.

You care not about the feeling of others,

I don’t know how you’ll find another.

You searched for something you already had,

You didn’t wait to see how bad,

the person you once loved, but they’ll move on eventually,

People hurt, people like me,

They’re gonna get all better,

and you’ll be stuck reading their letters,

you’ll be stuck with the memories while they move on,

Despite it being dusk, you’ll be wishing for a dawn.

Verbal Ventillation 1.

See I don’t need your sympathy,

or your freaking empathy,

You don’t know how it feels,

It might’ve been fake to you, but to me it was real,

And the memories haunt my sleep every night,

normally I’m peaceful but now all I wanna do is fight.

The things you do, only serve to irritate me more,

I was blinded by love, never thought you’d be a whore,

but I guess everyone is wrong at one time or another,

Like the multiple times you made out with some other

guy in an alley, but I guess I can’t know.

Thought you were deep, when you were shallow,

I dived in and hit my head,

but now that my vision has returned I’m left seeing red.

It’s like the person I fell in love with is dead.

I guess she is, now in her place there’s a bitch instead.

I don’t know what to do with all this pain,

All I know is I don’t want to see you ever again.

Moving On

We all meet the person who we think is the one,

then some shit happens and we have no idea what’s been done,

but we find ourselves on a different road,

and like a half buffered video, it takes time to load,

to register in our minds what’s taken place,

and when we do we’d be losing our face.

Even in a moment we experience such torment,

That the idea of moving on is dormant.

And we recollect all the promises and we realize

they were nothing more than lies.

Then we get up, and stumble we may,

but at the end of the day,

we’re back on the highway.

I guess that’s just how life is,

I just needed the time and ability to be able to word this.

We can move on.

Even if they’re gone.