Another one...
The irk
It begins like everyday
It ends with seething pain
with every word I say
Im insane
I cant seem to remove
what comes to mind
I hurt the ones I love
for all my faults i can find
No, they don't get it
I try to fight it
I hear, to become the perfect soul
All i need is self-control
Then it happens
after the damage i know
way beyond the lens
I can only walk out the door
I always say I'd learn
in their hearts i burn
Searing pain in my gut
wish they'd forget
Maybe they will
Maybe they'd tolerate
A better man i never will
In the end I am isolated
Can i fake it?
I want to make it
Will i break it
for the sake of it
I meant no harm
mouth zipped tight
I shiver in the warmth
Can you see the light?
I take for granted
If only words could feel
what i wanted
only then I would heal
3 comments:
Very touching!! A very nice literary piece but I'd suggest that you don't seriously isolate yourself cos' one thing remains we're all friends.....and that's what friends are for.
Its touching if written for appreciation or sympathy factor only... Butif its real YOU, I guess I have misjudged the real RLV. Dont let others get into ur head.. there are 1000s of ppl saying millions of things all the time. You dont have to hear them all the time. BE WHAT YOU ARE.. NOT WHAT OTHERS WANT YOU TO BE..
feel the same way meself.....end up hating meself n thus ruining watevr little happiness thats left..
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