Being with you

Heartbreak, anger, hopelessness, sometimes life is crap!

Being with you

Is darkness and disarray

Lies upon lips gone cold

Filth running amok throughout

My very existence

Dragged through mud

Emptied all my worth

Into a ashtray

Of dusty earth

Stained a blood red

Tarnished, as they say,

oh how sad...

(Can I move?)

Turn this way, 

to the side, left, right

No where to go.

Moments pass, like hours

(What is that sound?)

Hatred, the screeching of nails

Scratching at walls yellowed

Holes sprouting, leaking

Into pores gone moldy

Boom box blaring

Static music sounding forth

(Oh the noise!)

Into the abyss it moves

Straying across the cob-webs

I call my thoughts

And I leak blackness

Into my very soul.

 

Being with you?  

(Hell..)

 

Is my never ending death

Coming finally to take its toll.

Author's Note

Just thoughts.

Reviews

[Art Sun]

sometimes life is unbearable and it begins to take over the mind...to feel pain and anger one has to have had felt the very bottom of the pit...

[A]

I loved this one, I totally believe some people can kill a part inside of you, their existence in your life might cause permanent harm like any poison such reviewers mentioned below, i liked how you captured the images neatly, well-done

[Ladysue]

toxic...oh and how some people are very toxic to our beings...nothing good comes from toxins...it breeds hurt and anger oh yes and takes it toll...so well expressed...nicely done..

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Now that is what I call venom with a purpose... some people are like poison the way they kill your confidence and happiness. A raw and gutsy poem.

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Dark thoughts me Gumba, thoughts that cloud the mind too often, thoughts that echo heartache and regret for things that should have been but weren't and/or cannot beThis is too familier Twinie too darn fimilier and hurtful. You have, as usual made you point. And it is clear as crystal to me.