Held Together By Hate
Always debating the end of the world
It seems that it’s so clear to me
We’re falling, dividing we do what is heard
Somehow I fought and broke free
But now I see I’m just the same
And now I feel my blame
Denying the battle that’s inside
Breaking it open with my lies
Hating and judging
Hating judging
I’ve lost my mind
There’s always suicide
Looking at something will cure my scars
The battle is further from home
We’re fighting, existing to claim what’s not ours
My time seems best spent alone
But now I see I’m just the same
And now I feel my blame
Denying the battle that’s inside
Breaking it open with my lies
Hating and judging
Hating judging
I’ve lost my mind
There’s always suicide
I’m fading from the life I’ve made
I’m cuddling up to all my fear
I’m falling from my dreamy state
I’m waking into what’s really here
This world is losing to our hate
If we’re real lets shed a tear
Denying the battle that’s inside
Breaking it open with my lies
Hating and judging
Hating judging
I’ve lost my mind
There’s always suicide
Denying the battle that’s inside
Just break it open with your eyes
Using and losing
Using losing
You’ve lost your mind
There’s always suicide
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2006
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