Under fire
Duress being one of my favorite
Collapse leaving no room for boredom
Understanding that we each create our own world
When life was happy…
I cowered underneath itchy bed sheets
In fitful peace
Begging the monotony to cease
Chaos being sweet release
From drowning in stagnant waters
Only floating driftwood
Made up of long dead fathers
Worried callers
And night time bothers
Oh how it must suck to love me
Watch me destroy me
But still wanting to be
Something more…
But please tear me down
As long as I'm next
Your worst is only second best
To my screaming unrest
And unless…
You can deliver duress
Please don't stress
This emptiness…
And please don't wait…
For something more to come from crazy
There's no defeating the past that made me
The death and nightmares that he gave me
Knowing the only thing to save me…
Will be myself…
So come on 'self'
Throw me a line
Give me the strength
To continue
With plastic smiles
And hollow encouragement
Oh and while you're at it…
Save the damned
And be damned yourself
For your trouble
Build them shelter out of your own life's rubble
Even while your own stomach rumbles
And your own world crumbles
Saved the damned
Because they deserve it more than you.
duress... bravo, what a word. I can't even apply the word contextually in a sentence. nice
ReplyDeleteYour condescension is off the charts...
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