
Chest tightens and eyes burn
Not sleeping or eating
No desire to move or think or feel
Broken pieces of dreams hit the ground
Pain only gets worse with age
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
Chest tightens and eyes burn
Not sleeping or eating
No desire to move or think or feel
Broken pieces of dreams hit the ground
Pain only gets worse with age
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
another day of humility
another day of horrible pain
the only thing that keeps me calm
is the thought of stabbing my palm
do you know how it feels
to live in misery
i can’t sleep anymore
it’s the thought of being alone
i have no one here with me
i can’t live with the insecurity
all i ever feel is pain
i can’t make it go away
i dream of feeling loved
but when it comes i try to run
i try to show myself to you
while i hide from all of you
it does no good to pray
Jesus laughs and walks away
my worst fear has come true
i’m alone and i hide from you
no more pain
please no more pain
just take it all away
|i cannot feel anymore
my body lies here on the floor
the bullet hole inside my head
took me down and struck me dead
none of you shall ever know
not until it’s a TV show
at least, i don’t hope so
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
somebody’s there
somebody swears
somebody cries
i love you
nothing is there
nobody cares
no one says
i love you
someone is with me
someone misses me
someone is screaming
i love you
no one is with you
nobody misses you
no one thinks
i love you
somewhere i’m wanted
somewhere i’m taunted
somewhere i hear
i love you
no place wants you
nothing taunts you
nothing sounds like
i love you
they all speak the truth
here is the proof
it happens all the time
so says my mind
they speak only lies
nothing can deny
they all have two faces
your mind is worthless
everything you believe
everything you achieve
means nothing
your mental shame
won’t take the blame
you’re the one
who caused the pain
you wish to stop the agony
you wish to stop the suffering
look inside yourself
and stop your mind from wandering
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.