From the Bottom

KovoKovo Posts: 255
edited September 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Taking back what's mine,
My pride, my faith, my time.

I've got no more promises to give,
No more chances to miss,
The little left is mine,
I'm taking back my time.

You've taken enough,
Almost nothing left at all,
You didn't even thank me,
You just let me slip and fall.

You may see more from where you stand,
But I see things clearer from where I lay.
Finally at the bottom, I see you and what you hide,
I see you clearly, I've seen enough.
I shouldn't have to fight a battle I'll never win, just to lose those I've never had.
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  • because i feel its importance to my heart
    i found a friend in the darkness
    with so many questions
    and so many loving people
    where do i start rebuilding this life
    when all i know is crying to get out and free
    its lighting the path for me
    yet still there are so many questions
    they scare me
    thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
  • love this, kovo
    You ask me to enter
    But then You make me crawl
    And I can't be holding on
    To what You got
    When all You've got is hurt
    ----
    Underneath this smile lies everything
    All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
  • now i have the tool song in my head

    bottom

    My compassion is broken now. My will is eroded,
    and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly.
    I'm on my knees and burning.
    My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire.
    So smell my soul burning.
    I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy.
    I have swallowed the poison you feed me ...
    but I survive on it,
    and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed..
    and I feel ugly, and dead inside.

    Shit adds up at the bottom.

    You've left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild
    what's broken.
    Too much, too far, too late to lie down now.
    I must arm myself to fight you
    by making weapons out of my imperfections.
    It's all I have left.
    There's no other choice.
    I'm shameless, nameless, nothing, and noone now.
    But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked.
    I'm naked and fearless.
    But I'm dead inside.
    You see.. shit adds up, now I'm dead inside.
    Hatred, weakness, and guilt keep me alive
    at the bottom.
    You ask me to enter
    But then You make me crawl
    And I can't be holding on
    To what You got
    When all You've got is hurt
    ----
    Underneath this smile lies everything
    All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
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