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Searching for untold answers
Out to find my way
My last prayer
Erasing my past 
Sacrificing dreams of love 
Answering you beckoning call
Your nothing to me
Thought you lead me home 
Hating me for believing so
Adding to my self pity
Talking in my sleep 
Waiting to be saved 
Everyone has changed 
Creeping in the shadows 
Reading only my face value
Yelling in the quite 
Ominously silent
Urging me to move
Reeking all that dear
Chasing my own ghosts
Hiding in the publics view
I give my tears to the night
Lacking self salvation
Death is my way out
Reality is drifting now 
Earth is nothing but a memory 
Needing. Wishing you to save me
So this is how it ends 
Believing what you said
Laughing at my foolishness
Of course I knew nothing was forever
Opening the door to the world of plastic 
Dreaming of your death

Posted: 2005-11-02 04:24:19 UTC

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2005-02-26 21:13:12perf3ct
This is good, I like how it doesn't ryhme, everyone always ryhmes and it gets old. This is just so ... meaningful? lol I can't think of a good word.

2006-03-29 18:27:42lost the lonely dead
brings lots of questions to mind but none that i can hold on to long enough to ask, you were obviously feeling depressed, or maybe reflecting on it