Your Moment, Your Life, Your Time
My bodyshell is a screen Where i play you old videos of Me being happy Me being strong & me being faithful My screen turns on when i can't reveal the new, what is really happening. Because i'm weak, unhappy, & unfaithful. Would you stay if the movies stopped? Intermissions are when i ponder of how to turn the power off I can see your sad face just fine but you have got to know You can't see that i am not smiling by this time the seats are sold out. Would you stay if the movies stopped?
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
The sequence of events - burned bridges, bumps, detours & long tunnels with no lights in sight Will we ever make it out? Together? Or will we come out with our own bandages No one left to put them on for us Everytime the light becomes faint, the dark tunnel becomes so clear We're lost again with fists in the air Words held down, & never to be unleashed so when we hit the final bump all is out & no one is left untouched I wish I knew the end result The location of continual happiness The end of new, & beginning of now Tipping my brain, but i'm still not there yet We'll make it through, I must defeat this I can't wonder anymore
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
This time when you read this Skip the lines, & search for the message You are the people I love, and the lives I wish to change (If this was our last breath) & you didn't go with me my eyes would be stained wet I live with your hope and the answers to your problems I am so confident to tell them to you Afraid of what you'll say When it comes to God you've preset all your answers and hidden every question I can't be inactive and watch anymore I have no plans to leave you but this burden bursting through my ribcage must be stopped, & that comes to you This is your moment, your life, your time Make your decisions & God will make mine
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Tonight is not the night that I'll whisper about happiness Tonight is the night that I'll scream about hurt I have every right to be like this You stabbed my back with a sword and convinced your army of hate that I am a traitor Carve out my life, my pride, & my spirituality Go ahead and give me a reason to write this Your points are as solid as water But they ripped me open anyway, stained red Real friends don't stab you as they walk away Your points were good enough for a knife but you, you stabbed me with a sword & you've portrayed your army weaponless (but) I still have the wounds in my back I will not plea my innocence to your army of hate So I'll keep marching Holes in my back Your army's my dust
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
I lie here, with everyone's problems The worst acknowledgment, I can't mend beyond myself Knowing very soon, i'll embrace you Oh God... & You will bring peace, comfort, & a new sun, to fill the darkness But for now i need to be confused I need to not know the answers Let me ponder & I'll ponder until i realize the 7 words: I can't do this on my own
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025