If your brave enough to read this beast, tell me what you think, or read a few lines, just want a little constructive critism on what you think of my writing style
Do you like romance movies with cold endings
holding your breath for the punchline
well that's my life
baby it's your soul
do you think I'm crazy
for thinking you'd save me
that a boy of just seventeen
could take a wilted part of me and make it whole?
could it be so possible
so juvenile
that just once glance and everything would be fine
you said i was to intense
you said i was just misery
making it seem like we had to chance
for a fairytale ending
buts a soul
living in a shelter all alone
you tell me your not like him that you'd never put a fist
but if you had the chance to make it better
you simply just run
run
run
insomnia, insomnia
afraid to dream my nightmares
afraid to go back to my grave
to put on this planet for someone's satisfaction slave
thank god
I'm so brave
for insomnia keeps you all night
for the fear to carry on and make it all right
fear to scream out loud
maybe if i wasn't wearing that dress that night
my hair that way
laughing it off, teasing
i was being what'd they say
my fault I could of, simply just could
run
run
run
insomnia, insomnia
afraid to dream my nightmares
afraid to go back to my grave
insomnia, insomnia
fix me
fix me
kiss me
kiss me
touch me like he did
show me it was love
show me it was a mistake
he had a crush, he had a will and took it the wrong way
pushed me on the ground
it was all of warmth
wrap me up to drown
slay me, save me
I'm secretly calling his name
my words came out no
they sounded yes
he thought I was dieing
He thought I liked pain
he was drunk saw an image of beauty
kissed me thought we we're taking it far
pinned me down because that's what i said
never ran because he didn't know it was wrong
after the realization, you can't handle something of so strong
no hell like a woman fury and no pain like her weep
that's why we never ran
we could of run
run
run
run
insomnia, insomnia
insomnia, insomnia
i can't sleep
my heads all bread
my souls so weak
I'm tired and fixtures
but I can't sleep
he'll come back
same mistake
same silly past
that makes everything going for me
break
all their is, all that's there
one big whole
one big blob
endless days, sleepless nights
staring at the window
looking for the light
light that closed my eyes
why didn't i see your face
my lovers eyes
were they blue just like mine?
do you look like gold?
I couldn't picture more
but that's useless
your gone like the years I've played
your gone like the song that sang
the fear that rang
down to my spinal cord
dirt in my mouth, blood all I taste
the will to survive
your gone
your gone
your smiling
your laughing
you ran
run
run
run
I'm on the ground insomnia
insomnia, insomnia
my fingers are numb
I got the bruise marks all over my chest
my throat still crackles
when I try to scream
when I try to speak
I got stitched from your beer bottle
thrashing over my leg
insomnia, insomnia
that's why I can't run
I haven't slept since this nightmare
it goes on and on in my head
do you know who you raped that night?
do you know her name?
It's hard to renounce
It's hard to say
that's why I got the nickname gray
it's my favorite color
the color of my wedding dress I'd always say
platinum gray
same color of my belt that day
threw it down
whipped it by the outskirt tress
the shimmer in it dazzles
I steared at for 5 hours
until I was cold enough to see my skin changing a color
maybe that's why I never ran
dazzled, mystified by the grayness in the sand
shinny but kind of colorless
meaning nothing more but a color
part of me though
my nickname
gray
it's 3:09 in the morning
By the way, my name was O'Neila
What do you think?
I like it. It is heartfelt. However, there is no poetic ryhme.
I would suggest you write it in a short story form, and make it a little longer. I believe it would catch the attention of many.
The many that could relate to your emotions.
What do you think?
Wow it sounds full of emotion even though its long, I bet it could be a song, but girl i feel your passion
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