I'm writing dark songs again >:)
inject enthusiasm into your itching flesh
to feel like the world has more to offer
than the sufferings you sit in
when sober
cajole your inner demons, keep them hidden away;
hold back the tears of insincerity -
don't let the world see your darkness,
keep acting
roam the streets to find yourself,
forget the friends you wished you had
black feathers floating around you
as you sit on a bench of travelling thoughts;
fallen petals, crispy, dying leaves too,
flying 'round your obscured and distracted mind
roam the streets to find yourself,
forget the friends you wished you had
asking God to save you from yourself won't rescue you -
lose all control and give it all up now,
hold on tight to insanity;
don't look down
roam the streets to find yourself,
forget the friends you wished you had
black feathers floating around you
as you sit on a bench of travelling thoughts;
fallen petals, crispy, dying leaves too,
flying 'round your obscured and distracted mind
black feathers floating around you,
fallen petals, crispy, dying leaves too;
you greet the crows for your rendez-vous
I find that the hardest thing for me is to write music and poems while making them dark. good job on this one.
I liked the lyric
"lose all control and give it all up now,
hold on tight to insanity;
don't look down"
Its just so true. The way that you word things makes it should like you put a lot of time into it but knowing poety savy people some can just spew out great verses with even trying. I have to think hard to rhyme stuff and it hurts my brain.
keep it up
What does ibd mean.
Why would you hold on to insanity.
Hmm too might not be the best word for this poem.
Where are the black feathers coming from there must be a lot of crows because the way said it it sounded like there were a lot of black feathers.
Nice work but it was a little evil buhahaha!.
Keep writing.