Becomes a life.

I told a tale of misery,

Happy ever after is imaginary.

Those soft white lies

Comforted our dreams,

Helped us grow

And in vane scream.

They filled our heads

With beautiful blossoms

Until in our hands

They became thorns

Spiking our vision,

Of a fairy tale dream,

With a romantic vendetta

Against society.



A thousand lies

Becomes a life

We are only born

When we're heart broken

And day to day

Hour to hour,

We're reminded that,

A dream is a liar,

Sinking in my silence,

And becoming me

With all this heartbreak

And jealousy,

And once we're made,

We'll never be changed,

Will the day we die

Circumstance is king



I am a lost,

Cause and dream,

That was never realised,

That was never seen.

All my thoughts

Are breaking my back,

Bending my shoulders,

Being coxed into happiness.

Sadness is a saviour,

For the unreasonable,

Loneliness is god,

We're not supposed to feel.

Joy of an innocence,

All innocence was lost,

When we smiled and laughed,

When we "lived" at last.



Talk about loneliness

I'm lost at sea,

No man is an island,

That remains to be seen.

Flood my life,

Take it all away,

Spare no memories,

They don't mean anything.

Let the tsunami come and wash me,

Down the river so that I

Can be swept away

Off my feet and feel everything

Follow my lead,

And we can all smile

We can't all rejoice,

We can't all lie.



Don't talk to me,

About sincerity.

You are a joke,

And I've stopped laughing,

And when the curtain is raised,

We'll take our parts in the tragedy,

Stop smiling like you're happy,

Act like you have time for me.

I'd love to drag you down

To the level that I'm on,

Just to kiss your feet

Cause I can't get high enough.

No one is real,

We'll all play a part

Till we meet a tragedy.

What’s the use of applause

When you don't know me?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Growing up, being made by the people who have hurt you and ignored you. I wrote this at about 4am after a really bad night. I 've noticed i write long depressing things at that time of night (''.) oh welly welly well =D hope you all liked it!

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running_with_rabbits's picture

ok I have With a romantic vendetta against society, so that line rocks! man you sometimes you make my mind freeze.

ash


Much Love

Ashley

Polly Garay's picture

My best friend, was recently murdered..and through all the pain and sorrow, I've realized a truth, that is helping me cope(breathe) and that is this.."The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning", and "The heart of fools is in the house of pleasue."..The best thing I've ever done for myself is to remember this truth, and to realize it does not only have to apply to death as the cause for heartache. In your poem you say "Sadness is a Saviour"..Same truth..but I like the way you say it better.