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Aaron Reisinger Nov 2016
I'm fighting through each second,
I'm forced to be awake.
This pain has become so haunting,
And I'm not sure how much more I can take.

Sleep has become a pleasure,
A reprieve from life itself,
Though my dreams often leave me,
With memories I sorely miss.

Now it seems I lost my heart,
Somewhere along the line,
But if you'd ask me how I'm doing,
I'd tell you that I'm just fine.

I wouldn't tell you how I often wish,
That I'd wake up dead,
Nor would you ever hear of the sadness,
That always fills my head.

You'd never hear how I died inside,
When I learned that we me never be,
Or just how haunting,
My dreams are to me.

Nor would you ever hear me say,
I would sell my very soul,
To have you as my own forever,
For you to once more be my girl.
Aaron Reisinger Nov 2016
Come here darling,
Bleed with me.
Let's sit awhile,
So silently.

Just rest your weary head on me,
As I breathe in your soul.
Lose yourself in times long gone,
Your presence made me whole.

I feel you coursing through my veins,
You're like ****** for the sane.
Your visage lit up my whole world,
You lovely, beautiful girl.
Aaron Reisinger Nov 2016
My hands are shaking cold,
There's far too much,
That I don't know.

Your warm embrace brought me calm,
Warmed me from the cold,
And now the nights aren't so lonely,
Knowing you're still around.

I've got a taste on my tongue,
That burns with regret,
For all the words I kept hidden,
For all I could've said.

I told you I'm sorry,
For all the time we lost,
And that I need to fix the damage,
My actions had caused.

It's funny how all the nightmares,
I had all of those nights,
Were swept away in seconds,
At seeing my hearts delight.

Now time is moving slowly,
With each passing second all alone,
And I hope the warmth will come again,
And take away the cold.
Aaron Reisinger Nov 2016
My heart beat's pounding,
In ears too deaf to hear,
The words you last spoke,
To me.

All I hear is,
I don't love you,
I don't love you,
Anymore.

How long did it take,
To forget the feeling of my arms,
As you cried yourself to sleep,
Year after year?

How long after my wrists were bound,
Before you forgot all the years,
Spent with my heart,
In your bed?

How long until you decided,
Maybe my soul wasn't worth it,
Anymore?
Aaron Reisinger Aug 2015
I'm willing to bet that,
If you leave me alone,
I'll put a needle in my arm,
And a bullet driven home.

I'm willing to bet that,
You've never seen danger,
Quite as seductive
As I can be.

Throw me my cotton,
Give me my spoon,
I swear my lips will be blue,
All too soon.

I just need my rig,
My belt and maybe just,
A little ****** tonight,
To end it all,
And start a new life.

Give me everything I've ever known,
Let me have it all.
Give me Hell, I need it.
I swear I'll take the throne.

Don't offer Heaven,
I swear I've already found it,
In blue eyes and full lips,
The girl you took away from me.

Give me Hell,
I swear I deserve it,
I'll take it all alone.
Aaron Reisinger Jul 2015
You know I've fought sadness,
And the madness of despair,
I've broken my own body,
And I know I am prepared.

I've taken on my demons,
Fought and lost the war.
But something still binds me kindly,
Knowing I'll be around for sure.

I've felt the highs and lows,
That come with drugs and love.
I've felt the ***** of needles,
And the warmth of that rush.

I've known times so maddening,
I thought perhaps Id die.
Sadly there's a plan for me,
And I know naught why.

My body keeps on breathing,
My hearts beats shakenly.
I feel the darkness coming,
But somehow you light the way.

There's love in a needle,
A feeling so profound,
That I've come to you with sadness,
And left feeling proud.

I don't know why it happens,
But I know I've lived too long.
Give me my old sadness,
And calming of this song.
Aaron Reisinger Jul 2015
Does anyone know where home is,
When you don't know where your heart went?
I've ghosts inside these thin walls,
And I hear screams each time I look inside.

Has anyone seen the key to my house,
Or did they take it away
And place it on the pyrr
When they turned you to ashes?

Has anyone seen my home,
I'm so lost I don't know,
Where it is anymore.

Has anyone seen my home?
The one with the white door,
And large glass windows,
That allowes light into my life.

Have you seen me these past few months,
They say I look better.
If only they knew,
The truth of the matter.
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