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I look upon death
Because I'm scared of the present
The pressure of life
Keeps me
Holding on to better times
When I was happy
Because in the now
I'm scared of everything
And never happy
But when I look upon
That past that I lived
Loved even
My glasses have clarity
But even when I look back
Death still lingering
In my memorys
Thomas Burge Apr 18
How do we describe that childhood feelings?
When life was pure
When life had meaning
We're older now
But life still goes on
Wishing we were young again
Wishing we had that feeling
Would go on on and on
When I think of years ago
Life seems fuzzy
Yet beautiful
Now life seems dim and bleak
Where did they joy go?
Why did I grow up?
Maybe I guess I'll never know
Or maybe I'm not who I used to be
Thomas Burge Apr 14
They don't know that I might just do it
Welcome death with open arms
Take away this life I didn't ask for
I'm sick in the mind
Mental healths a *****
Or maybe I'm it's *****?
They don't know that I probably will do it
I just want to feel happy
Thomas Burge Apr 14
She haunts my dreams
She haunts my dreams
Nothing as, it, seems
I dont know
I dont know
I dont,
Know
She left me down in this hell
Trapped in a cell
Down in this hell
Feeling like I'm dying
Everytime
I close
My eyes....
Is this how it ends?
What does all this mean?
Mean? Mean?
She haunts my dreams
Dreams Dreams
Thomas Burge Apr 9
Inside my heart melts a orange-gold hue
Spreading so far
Like a love flood for you
Inside my head crashing thoughts, bouncing feelings
Left down up right
I can't hold the mind still
Inside my soul a holy light reigns new
You are my glory my spirit
Bound with everlasting glue
No word describes this euphoria
As it exploded inside me
A crescendo of ecstasy
I am but a puppet
On your string
Strung on your love
Thomas Burge Apr 9
Everything she is
A garden of rose's dancing
In the wind sways slow
Flowing unapologetically
With loves lost message
The blood runs thick
Red stamp, red stain?
She's pain!
A poison so rich so pure
An overflowing tonic that
I? distilled wrong
She's lost in a sad song
But she cries these tears
To feel and not forget
Everything that makes her
Everything she is
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