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Afterlife Transportation

Lying in this grave

waiting to be saved,

i wave to those who hopped on the train.

the one that i missed as it chugged on.

So far gone, this is all wrong.

Ashes in a tomb,

no room to improve.

Buried 6 feet deep

creep in my brain

and remain at war with this pain.

Hop on now

or forever hold your peace.

A piece of relief that comes

from beneath the earth.

Your worth of life,

to ignite the fight within.

Begin to dream, redeem

your pride, don’t hide.

Don’t stand aside and let others take the ride.

Save your seat on the train.

Tickets non-refundable,

a bundle of possibilities

at your destination.

Resussitation in the lifeless,

the hopeless,

time is priceless.

Revive this ghost

make the most of this life.

Take it and show it

and know that you own it.

Take it back, stay on these tracks.

This train can’t derail,

no option to fail.

You will always prevail.

Cuz this locomotive is in motion,

it’s your motive to take action.

Get back in the game,

this is your claim to fame.

That’s my queue

I demand your attention…

not affection, not reflection,

but the perception of my presence.

The pretense of reminiscence,

catch a glimpse of aggression

but a surge of protection

cuz i mention my insecurities.

i’m sure of these. but you-

put my mind at ease.

A promise to push my chin up

like a pin up of my fears through

the years and the tears.

It appears insincere but i swear

that it’s clear to me.

And you see these

beneath my buckling knees.

Like a brain tease that makes you greedy

to meet me, to keep me,

to seek out what completes me.

You notice the closeness

between my face and my hands

as i bury my head in the sand,

not like i planned.

but i do, and i did,

just hid to get rid

of the nausea from the

claws ya dig in my back.

Cuz i lack the ability

to believe in me

but you dont. You know

that my doubt in this world

is devout til it proves itself to me.

And when it moves me

and consumes me,

I’ll let it use me like the movies

with happy endings.

No knight in armor, just a boy

enamored

by my fragility.

But you really see

the strength in my gate,

that my fate

is what i make of it. Thanks for that.

For the continuous round of applause

though it falls on deaf ears,

not on blind eyes. now…

they’re glued on the prize

Stuck

When i scan the room i see your face.

Not out of place,

like the space-time continuum

couldn’t replace, couldn’t erase

the image.

still takes my breath away…

you say you’ll stay but i know you won’t.

It’ll grow in my mind

like trying to find

the rewind on time, but i cant.

And i ask to move on,

ask to stay strong,

ask to live on.

Like the days and the nights,

not the hate and the fights,

but the love that we had.

I’m not mad, but im sound

feet on the ground, stuck.

Like my luck in the lotto

life is yet to be found…

But still i scan the room

and see your face,

and that’s okay.

Let’s Toast

This one’s for you:

When all is said and done

I wont turn to you, I wont yearn for you,

but i’ll learn from you.

Take what you gave to the grave and

churn at the thought of you.

And the scars you made me bear

wont fear what they hear

but they scream at the sight of you.

And keep my name out of their ears

for it’s insincere to be called by you.

I wont know what’s conspired by you,

never inspired by you

til now.

This one’s for me:

Cuz you’ll lie awake at night for me

cry out your eyes for me

cuz releif wont find you

and time wont bide you

a break from the thought of me.

And believe when you see me

that this smile comes easy.

Since you don’t even know me,

took what you want and disowned me

cuz you’ll never control me.

Babe, you’re the only

one here

who’s lonely.

Good Riddance

Emotionless,

Devotion rests

on broken fists and empty smiles.

It’s been a while

since i’ve wanted

time with you.

Cuz you weren’t there

and you don’t care

to share the truth.

But youth is no excuse for you.

Selfish and rude.

But my view is skewed

cuz i’ve been screwed

one too many times by you.

You,

and your black heart.

A false start, like a poison dart.

Tear me apart

over and over again.

And in the end

we wont be friends.

And i’ll wish we had

never met. Yet, still

I have the will

to carry on.

While you’re still

livin’ for thrills

and dying young.