3.) Cowardice
Hide in your trenched facade
Superficial mask suites your face
Your sinister smile, draws their attention
From your crooked eyed glaze
Right before you break them
It's a sense of power you generate
Isolated underneath your cowardice
Drawing intelligence from ignorance
Spoken through a soap box of stubborness
Arrogance is your best defense
Living by the gospel of your right shouldered devil
With every mark you make on your bedpost
Is a broken hearted boy you've deceived
Through a chain reaction of the men that ravaged you toward emptiness
Like every white line that you snort
To forget about your bitter existence.
~george ray
Friday, June 17, 2016
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
2.) What I'll Miss the Most....
2.) What I'll Miss the Most....
Devastation
The bubble bursts
Our eyes opened
This dream disbursed
Love faded away
Yet we remained
A deranged psycho happy lullaby
Lulled me to sleep
Descent into nightmares of agony
Where her voice still creeps
A torturous melody in my head
Cannot drown out the noise with toxic addictions
Pills cannot cope, is a bullet remedy the only prescription?
Smash my head into a brick wall
Inject Novocaine so I won't feel at all
Paralyze me with heroin
Make my stomach so sick so I'll never want to love again
The marks have been slashed into this battered abused heart
Little slits, disguised as the kiss
Sealed the light that blinded my eyes
Consumed int stone, by the glow of her seduction
Her touch so soft and tender
Crawls through my skin like spider legs
Whispering her false intentions that inspired hope
Bred deep into me as stillborn eggs
Pull me down toward cynical sorrow
Drag me from her escapes into self-destruction
She cries out
As I was thrown from her web
Rolling into a chrysalis
Deteriorating from irrational reason
Her constant desire, sailing to a constellation of lost control
Beyond the reach of self repair
Descent into madness of premeditated abuse
I lie in a pool of my own bitter tears
And what I'll always miss the most
Were the moments that I fell into her false heart
Transpired through distance
So far away as she felt so close....
~george ray
Devastation
The bubble bursts
Our eyes opened
This dream disbursed
Love faded away
Yet we remained
A deranged psycho happy lullaby
Lulled me to sleep
Descent into nightmares of agony
Where her voice still creeps
A torturous melody in my head
Cannot drown out the noise with toxic addictions
Pills cannot cope, is a bullet remedy the only prescription?
Smash my head into a brick wall
Inject Novocaine so I won't feel at all
Paralyze me with heroin
Make my stomach so sick so I'll never want to love again
The marks have been slashed into this battered abused heart
Little slits, disguised as the kiss
Sealed the light that blinded my eyes
Consumed int stone, by the glow of her seduction
Her touch so soft and tender
Crawls through my skin like spider legs
Whispering her false intentions that inspired hope
Bred deep into me as stillborn eggs
Pull me down toward cynical sorrow
Drag me from her escapes into self-destruction
She cries out
As I was thrown from her web
Rolling into a chrysalis
Deteriorating from irrational reason
Her constant desire, sailing to a constellation of lost control
Beyond the reach of self repair
Descent into madness of premeditated abuse
I lie in a pool of my own bitter tears
And what I'll always miss the most
Were the moments that I fell into her false heart
Transpired through distance
So far away as she felt so close....
~george ray
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