Holes to fill, and holes to hide.
Holes to ignore, and lock inside.
Can't you take them away,
Rid me of all these empty scars?
Free me from this lifeless mold
and lift me to the stars?
Cast off the worries of this world
And leave them incomplete.
Letting go of all the hate,
The fear, pain and scars
that stem from my defeat.
Don't leave me alone
To succumb to the dark allure
Of a falsely induced high.
Emotions from potions,
Drank, eaten and inhaled,
Of the synthetic kind.
Substitutes for the
Time, place, and manner
Time lost like the pages
Of a shredded up planner.
Losing myself to the whims
Of a desperate need,
I stop.
......
And wait for you to look beyond these rhymes,
Asking, what's wrong? My dead eyes answer you:
"Nothing." For that's all that's left inside.
Take me, and shake me, rape me and bake me.
Tear me up to my very core: I don't care.
I'm not here anymore.