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Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
Your ******* became my freedom
My freedom, your *******
How do we make it in this cruel world, my love?
Side by side we’ve always stood
Moving from this esteemed position
I plan not to do
Change is inevitable, as it has been foretold
Your soul is beautiful
Scars, bruises, tears, and all
I look far deeper than you realize
You see far deeper than I would like to admit
I’ll drop my double-standard
If you drop your self-loathing
Sound like a deal?
I rest my scars in your hand
Not because they are your fault
But because you cared enough
I take responsibility for those nights
Not because they were my fault
But because I care for you so deeply
Lovers, we are not to each other
Soul mates and renegades, we’ve become
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
My head
It hurts so bad
This war is tearing apart what was left of my soul
and my outer shell has paid its price
I’m sorry
So, so sorry
I could never prepare you for this
Its better this way I tell myself
So much better
But then I realize that its ******* not

I’m slowly losing reality to my nightmares
My nightmares drift into my day
And yet I walk among them, as if it’s nothing
So many plans for my life all seem so vague and meaningless
Each step I take from day to day is harder than the last

I need a hero
I need someone to pick me up again
I never could really expect someone to do that
Because in reality, your heroes are almost as ****** up as you are
I’ve reached a desolate corner of my life where I look down two ways
One is to live for
And the other speaks for itself
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I feel like I’m slowly losing you
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I miss you
I don’t know how to tell you
...that even though we’re feet apart I feel like we’ve become miles away
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I feel like it’s my fault
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I’m sorry and I’ll do anything to have you back
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I can’t lose you
I don’t know how to tell you
...that every step away from me you take is a bigger tear rolling down my cheek
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I need to know what I did
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I really need you right now more than ever
I don’t know how to tell you
...that you’re me best friend in the entire world
I don’t know how to tell you
...that my head is slowly imploding under a cataclysm of logic fighting emotion
I don’t know how to tell you
...that I really, really do ******* need you right now
I don’t know how to tell you
I really don't
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
The smell of White Chocolate Cappuccino permeates the room
Typing, clicking, and Supernatural fill the empty background around us
I shift to prop my sore knee up and you comfortably rest your feet next to my lap
Now all I can do is glance over at you
As I look you meet my eyes
And I can’t help but wonder
What are you thinking behind those beautiful, all-seeing eyes?
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
Three hours ago I was drunk
Today, I was sober

One month ago I took a chance
Today, we share a house

Six months ago I stopped being a teenager
Today, I grew up

Two years ago I graduated
Today, I learned more

Six years ago I feel in love
Today, I felt it

Fourteen years ago I met my best friend
Today, I saw her

Seventeen years ago I started playing piano
Today, I composed music

Twenty years ago I was born
Today, I died
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
You have no ******* idea what’s going on in my head.
No it’s not your fault and you aren’t to blame.

It’s me.
And my ****** up little heart.

So just pass me by and drop a dime into my hat.
Like everyone has before.
Shane Carmichael Mar 2012
Friend truer than true
That warmly feeling
Through and through

Time flies when you’re having fun
But no one said that all this pain
Could be cured by ***

Time has stopped and so have you
This is where my train stops
And I am due

Intro is my song you say
Clear as night
And bright as day

No words ever could do me as much harm
As the words that I’ve metaphorically carved
into my arm

Not your fault and nor are you to blame
Stop selling yourself short
Stop playing this game

My time here is growing shorter as you see
My head is killing me softly
and ever so slowly

This isn’t your fault, please believe me
If I cease to exist here
It’s because I’m greedy

Although my time here is quickly due
I want you to know
I never gave up, on loving you.
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