Broken

Marching alone in sadness,
Emptiness fills my heart.

Years go by,
Yet I do not move on.

A choice I make,
Loneliness is my reward.

The pain fades,
And the love is hidden.

Frozen in time,
Like a broken man.

This is what I deserve,
This is my fate.

Why Go On

Tears of sadness fall.
A once happy face loses its smile.
Emptiness replaces hope.
Yet I go on.

The luster of life fades away.
Dim is the light that is followed.
Survival replaces desire.
Yet I go on.

Numb is the feeling.
Memories of happiness fade.
Despair replaces acceptance.
Yet I go on.

Death is the expression.
Resistance to fate is pointless.
Darkness replaces everything.
Now I am gone.

Lines In the Sand

Shattered lives of an unlived fantasy.
I hear the breeze, but cannot feel the warmth.
Flowers bloom, but do not smile.
Lost at sea, I drift awhile.

Life goes by, yet I remain the same.
The beast within, I cannot tame.

A hidden world you cannot see.
One moment in time.
A lifetime to me.

I smell your hair, yet you’re not there.
Sweetness left empty.
I live in despair.

Memories and dreams.
What is real?
A life of fantasy not revealed.

Still I go on.
A broken man.
Peaceful journey?
Or just lines in the sand.

Despair

Lost in a sea of despair I drift.

No end in sight and nothing to hope for.

Sadness darkens my heart.

Numb to life and all that it holds.

Ready to sink, ready to give up.

The water is cold, and so is my heart.

Please take me now as I don’t want to be here.

The end is in sight, but not the one I want.

No turning back now, I made my choice.

Goodbye.

Lonely

Thinking of you.

Time passes by.

Lost in loneliness.

Waiting for tomorrow.

Pictures of you fill my thoughts.

I ache to be near you again.

When will you return?

I need you near.

The smell of your hair.

The touch of your skin.

Your smile.

And here I remain.

Dreaming of you.

Black Heart

Why won’t you say it?
Why do you not care?

Use me and abuse me.
Treat me unfair.

You take what you want.
But give nothing back.

Why would you want to?
No motivation for that.

Well it’s my time to take.
What’s rightfully mine.

I should have done this long ago.
But did not have the spine.

My heart is no longer yours.
I am taking it back.

I hope that I can find love again.
Before my heart turns permanently black.

My Own Private Hell

I dreamt of you last night, were you there?
You made me cry last night, do you care?

The pain you gave me, destroyed my day.
If I knew you cared, I would ask you to stay.

You lied to me, hid behind my back.
But when I found out, my life went off track.

How could you keep that from me, hide him right in front of my face.
You should not have done that to me, that’s not your place.

But it was my dream you say, it’s not for real.
It never happened, it’s no big deal.

Yet you kill me inside, dying to be free.
If given the chance, you would hurt me.

But I stay anyway, locked in this jail.
This place I created, my own private hell.

Lost Forever

Stress, anger, rage inside,
Help me fight the feelings I hide.

Sadness, depression, misery,
These are the things that consume me.

Loneliness, emptiness, sorrow, despair,
Should I go on I do not care.

Madness, confusion, spite, hate,
My life alone I contemplate.

Death, darkness, cold, gone,
Lost forever is my song.

Contemplation

Life falls apart, like leaves from a tree.

Time runs away, yet I stand still.

I look in the mirror, but do not recognize my own face.

Who is the man in the mirror?

What have I become?

I am but a boy trapped in an aging man’s body.

I hope for change, but know it will not come.

Fate is what you make it, so I’ve been told.

I know my fate, but hide it from others.

A warm smile, a soft laugh.

Both help me hide my fate behind a mask.

Will anyone stop to look behind the mask, or will fate run its course?

Depressed Brain

Depressed brain of an idle mind.

I weep in sadness with a confused heart.

I hope for joy, but expect none.

Emptiness haunts my spirit and soul.

Devastation is the world I’ve created.

The pain I carry is mine to bear.

Each day that passes, I die inside.

When tomorrow comes, I hope to be gone.