i've learned to accept the wars inside my head,
instead of fighting them and picking at my scabs
i haven't given up, i've given in.
i learned to accept,
to forgive,
forget to sit alone
i learned to ignore,
avoid,
i learned silence
i learned not to get fixed,
i learned to stay away
wars happen for a reason,
you can give up or give in,
trust me there is a difference
do you know how to avoid
someone you love?
trust me, it's hard
do you know how to not know
and to know with
the knowledge of never knowing?
trust me, it's easy
we play hide and seek in the dark,
with the monsters under our beds
we peek around corners in our tiny little castles,
with the ghosts in the closet
we laugh at ourselves and accept getting laughed at,
with the vampires above our heads
i stare at everyone else,
holding hands with
the ghouls i've come to know,
forget and forgive
do you know how to
avoid someone you love?
trust me, it's hard
do you know how to not know
and to know with
the knowledge of never knowing?
trust me, it's easy
i'm not going to say
to give up on your dreams,
that's to cheesy
i'm saying that you should give up
or give in, and make friends
with the bad and the evil
the lines on my arms, they wrap around me
like snakes and choke me
i can feel it now, my oxygen leaving
as the air teases me
and pretends to come into my lungs
i can't move,
but i can feel,
i can taste, i can see but it's blurry,
and everything's failing
do you know how to
avoid someone you love?
trust me, it's hard
do you know how to not know
and to know with the
knowledge of never knowing?
trust me, it's easy
we play hide and seek in the dark,
with the monsters under our beds
we peek around corners in our tiny little castles,
with the ghosts in the closet
we laugh at ourselves and accept getting laughed at,
with the vampires above our heads
i stare at everyone else,
holding hands with the ghouls i've come to know,
forget and forgive
the knives that you gave me for my birthday,
were they for me or for you?
i can turn myself off,
by just a simple blow
the skeletons in my closet are
too many to count and I don't
even know how to get rid of them
but trust me, i swear i will bleed
but trust me, i swear i will bleed
i dream of paradise,
but it always turns into nightmares
i used to pray,
but they were never answered
i used to make wishes,
but I've been forced onto
the sides of the demons and not the angels
i used to say forget and forgive
i used to say forget and forgive
YOU ARE READING
no strings attached
Poetrycompleted ---- i've got no strings to hold me down to make me fret or make me frown i had strings but now i'm free i've got no strings now, i'm free there are no strings on me
