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Trade the melody in this heart of mine,
Toxic whispers lead us out of sight, out of mind,
Clouding over the last of those distant kisses,
Clear away the reminders of all of those near misses,
Taste the inked sweat dripping down your spine,
Stitch shut your mouth to prevent your whines,
Lead us along the path of martyrdom,
Withdraw the aftermath of feeling numb,
Write letters to the long lost lover of old,
Cry bitter tears from that heart of gold,
Choke out emotions that draw you in too close,
Sedated, medicated, comatose,
I bleed for you, I need you,
I shall lead you, I’ll deceive you,
For all those words that slipped away from me,
These are the scars I bear for all to see,
Injection needles used as darts,
To try to mend my broken heart,
A serenade for my former self,
Suffocation’s still no good for health,
Rip the noose down from where it hangs,
No one expected you to understand,
If apologies are merely useless words,
Then I shan’t speak up; does it matter if I’m heard?
Because all you see is the outside, not what I keep hidden,
All those dark thoughts, surely forbidden,
So go ahead and tape my mouth shut,
I’m thinking this will work this time, but...
But no one asked me for my opinion,
Just another dominated minion,
Traumatized by the thoughts inside my head,
So tell me, where would you rather be instead?
Toxic whispers lead us out of sight, out of mind,
Clouding over the last of those distant kisses,
Clear away the reminders of all of those near misses,
Taste the inked sweat dripping down your spine,
Stitch shut your mouth to prevent your whines,
Lead us along the path of martyrdom,
Withdraw the aftermath of feeling numb,
Write letters to the long lost lover of old,
Cry bitter tears from that heart of gold,
Choke out emotions that draw you in too close,
Sedated, medicated, comatose,
I bleed for you, I need you,
I shall lead you, I’ll deceive you,
For all those words that slipped away from me,
These are the scars I bear for all to see,
Injection needles used as darts,
To try to mend my broken heart,
A serenade for my former self,
Suffocation’s still no good for health,
Rip the noose down from where it hangs,
No one expected you to understand,
If apologies are merely useless words,
Then I shan’t speak up; does it matter if I’m heard?
Because all you see is the outside, not what I keep hidden,
All those dark thoughts, surely forbidden,
So go ahead and tape my mouth shut,
I’m thinking this will work this time, but...
But no one asked me for my opinion,
Just another dominated minion,
Traumatized by the thoughts inside my head,
So tell me, where would you rather be instead?
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