Wednesday, May 27, 2009

0428 (4:28 am) Blues

fret not over sleep.

because currently I have none.

I miss

deep.

cries.

soulfully.

wistful

depression.

led by pain filled anguish

a beast

clawing at my insides

literally tearing me apart from the inside out.

losing control of my heart

ive lost touch with my soul

every breath makes me feel like I am going to implode

but i await the explosion to reverse the end result

some sci fi flick type ish.

i fade into the deep

lose myself within myself.

never to find myself.

i paint a picture for you all to see

so that you cant see my fragile heart.

my broken pieces of my soul

the disorganization of my thoughts

the torment that i have evaded, embraced and then pushed away.

but i search for solace

wondering why my spirit doesnt feel as free

tied to the notion of

pushing past pain that doesnt matter

yet it is forever chained to my straining breaking distressed heart.

In the end I ignore it all.

I walk away from it all

Moved to tears that never falls

by words that rarely escape.

From a heart that constantly breaks.

~The Abstract Ave