To look upon a mirror
Buru
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ehm, this would be a bad night a while back...
and yes, I can be overdramatic :rolleyes:
I've been having good nights lately, luckily
Scarred frown to look upon a mirror
The eyes so twisted,
Drawing pictures of delirium…
The mouth set firm
Silencing words best left unspoken –
The brutal tongue will choke
In its own ugly venom –
Sinking to unfathomable depths
To retrieve the long lost answer
The arms so bruised
From the probing search…
I feel Despair tickle my veins
See him laughing viciously with unease
(Still unsure whether its met its match)
The cold eyes tear holes
On the pale reflection
And there I stand undeterred
Taking it all in…
Watch me turn the other cheek…
As I grow when I fall
As I pick up the pieces
That won’t make me whole.
Divided I stand
Alone… I won’t fall…
Dark brooding moods wash over
The memories of smiles
Tears recall
The memory of hollow ponds
And happier times
The hard mask crumbles
Never been this far out before…
and yes, I can be overdramatic :rolleyes:
I've been having good nights lately, luckily
Scarred frown to look upon a mirror
The eyes so twisted,
Drawing pictures of delirium…
The mouth set firm
Silencing words best left unspoken –
The brutal tongue will choke
In its own ugly venom –
Sinking to unfathomable depths
To retrieve the long lost answer
The arms so bruised
From the probing search…
I feel Despair tickle my veins
See him laughing viciously with unease
(Still unsure whether its met its match)
The cold eyes tear holes
On the pale reflection
And there I stand undeterred
Taking it all in…
Watch me turn the other cheek…
As I grow when I fall
As I pick up the pieces
That won’t make me whole.
Divided I stand
Alone… I won’t fall…
Dark brooding moods wash over
The memories of smiles
Tears recall
The memory of hollow ponds
And happier times
The hard mask crumbles
Never been this far out before…
y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
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only beauty
Strange definition of beauty there
But glad you liked it
And at least I got 1 response, yay!!
the way i mean it..for me anyway
it's the beautiful sadness
being/wanting ...purity/love
stuck in an ugly body
in an ugly world
knowing there's so much good/love deep down
knowing somewhere someone else feels the same
which is both beautiful and sad
so sick of my own words
so sick of my face
digging it up
and it all comes out wrong
beauty in ugliness
beauty in love cause it's more pain than it's worth
beauty in knowing that all things beautiful,one day
cease to exist..beautiful sad suffering and death
to oppose the
beautiful appreciation of what we have.. to know.. and love
beautiful sadness that it all has to go
secrets.....lies.....brutal truths....
evrything existing
everything dreamt
all small cells
rely/deny the afterlife
glowing nights
now
i dunno.....it's all shit anyways?
......beautiful shit?.......
I like the idea of beautiful shit and beautiful suffering
there's something beautiful in every tragedy, in every tear cried
Sad beauty, that's a concept I've always liked