Our Own Worst Enemy...Our Own Worst Enemy... by ~DrowningByWords
Short-sighted escape from one place to the same place,
Dissolving in and out of crowds; pulling clouds out of my eyes.
Living in the wrong place, the mind consumes and reshapes the universe.
Too much on our minds the heart lies; every window tells its own story.
Irritable lifetime of wanting;
Beauty is a cruel collage of all the things
We wish to be instead of who we are.
Everyone wants whatever everyone else has;
People get in the way of other people.
Days drag yearning for another age,
Even though it would probably be just the same.
Distracted from ourselves
Life is a conspiracy of distractions,
Mess is all we have and all we
Night Swallows Time...Night Swallows Time... by ~DrowningByWords
Submerged minds everyone's to blame
As long as you do your best,
You'll belong to nothing but the dark sea.
Sleeping our lives away we're all so strange,
People are just people yet hate is sadly as old as mankind.
Night seems to swallow time.
Deep down in a lonely place, everything feels like a test.
Deceived by the tide what is past is past and yet smothers us all.
The tide sweeps up love and leaves it stranded on the edge of hate.
We're all merely darker than shadows,
Oceans of tears keep us safely apart.
Humanity outshone by animals, death lives inside of us all.
What kills someone, lives in someone else - it's in all of us.
TreadingIntoSomeoneElsesSunsetTreadingIntoSomeoneElsesSunset by ~DrowningByWords
Full of worries faces are disguises of love,
Map book minds cemented in dreams of hide and seek memories.
Why do you live by a cemetery if you can't live with yourself?
Is it, isn't it? Cause living with others will be the death of you.
Landmarks and monuments are the earth's emotional scars,
People sick of other people all roads are cut veins.
Feelings hurt so easily for the world is the mind's pin cushion.
Always out of luck yet optimistic. Trails of love dissolve into hate
Or is it just the natural curse of all things shrinking and disappearing?
Spiders, dinosaurs and heaven all things unseen are scarier.
Nothing is as sad as tom
Ghosts of One AnotherGhosts of One Another by ~DrowningByWords
Everyone prefers people who aren't around any more,
We're all ghosts of one another - advertisements of progress and decline.
Every shadow abundantly reminds us of what could have been,
The horizon and all roads precariously remind us where we could be.
Memories of childhood smell like vultures gathering post funeral,
Wedding rings for funeral fingers the rich don't understand the poorer.
All parties preach revenge warming tombstone veins - truth's just another fiction,
Clouds in star deprived skies dare to dream among stubborn flowers and bees.
Trash cities full of competitive stained-glass eyes and sex-obsessed artificial lives,