Coping
We all try to cope
Some "healthier" than others
But in the end, we are all just trying to survive
Some smoke, drink, cut themselves, and stay in toxic relationships they know they can't fix
Some starve while others gorge
We are all just trying to survive as long as possible
Because in the end, it's meaningless
We all die no matter how hard we fight to survive
This is one reality of our collective mortality
He lay in a bed of Broken Glass
He sleeps in a bed of broken glass,yet he dosen't have a single scratch
His skin now adorned with scars yet not a single scratch
He slept in the bed of glass for so long that his once soft skin turned thick and scared
He no longer felt the pain of where he lay
But fins comfort in something that's just as broken as he is
Why can’t you see?
Crying on the floor after yet another fight
I look into your eyes unsure of what I'm trying to find
All I see is emptiness staring back
Void of the warmth they once had
I want to scream why can't you see
See the pain you put me through
See how I love you
See how I can't watch your self destruct
See how you can't keep going on like this
See that no matter how much pain you put me through I won't leave
Why can't you just see?
How It Felt To Fly
I'm sorry that I upset you
I promise I didn't mean to
I just feel good and I don't want that to go
When the mania comes it feels like flying
My feet don’t touch the ground as my thoughts race fast as I’m out the door
Looking at the beautiful world there is to explore but it will all come crashing down
The depression hits and the tears flow like pouring rain from the dark clouds that are my sunken eyes as I sit and try to remember how it felt to fly.