"Six Verses Under", December 11th, 2008

Everything around is so violent,
I'll just be staying silent,
Let the hurricane run it's course,
Go with the grain, not try to force
My endless will upon the way I wish it was.

Things just aren't meant for me,
For my world to be how I wished it'd be,
In the past I pursued things so recklessly,
Then walked away dejectedly
When it all came crashing down in chaos.

So now I'm done even trying, done with the fight,
Done trying to make things seemingly alright,
Go back to the secretive life I always lead,
Finished being open and letting them see
The person that I was, am, and soon will be.

Been holding together, someone remind me
Why I've been hoping that someone would find me
Instead of just using me to take all their blame,
Sick of being used as the pawn in their game
Of chess that won't end till they remember my name.

It's not important, it doesn't matter
To them if I hold together or if I shatter,
Day by day I've been wasting my time,
Pouring these words out in meaningless rhymes,
And this next verse is the end of the line.

So tonight is the last time I pick up the pen
That's been laying on the desk in my head
Knowing the lines on this page will never be read,
Find somewhere else to put my focus instead,
And now with these words, this craft becomes dead.