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And my mouth is so dry
So dry that the words coming out of it or like none I’ve ever heard before, don’t
even know if they exist
The crushing experience of what is to come for oneself
I’m so lonesome I could cry…I think I just might
With such a daring attempt on life, how could one be trusted with such a thing?
Nothing more can be done but to just listen to that lonely song once more
Repeating all throughout the night, the strum of the guitar, and the pain of a voice
singing your life away through the speakers,
like it was meant for you
Twirling the ring around my finger out of boredom
Staring out into the darkness of this room, this strange room,
this is not my room, no
Now examining my hands, how small and red they are
And how cold, so cold
Another day
Here it is, another day, another lonely day
Could one even feel as lonely as now? Could one even feel? There seems to be no
reason for the on coming days, they will hold nothing
What is the purpose of waiting for the day to end? For the day to begin?
Is there not one? Not even one? I will wait, right here
Just like I’ve always done
Sitting and waiting for the day to come to where everything will make perfect sense
and there will be no more questioning
No more questioning my actions, my decisions or choices
No more questioning my life or yours for that matter
But for now all I can do is sit here and think, think of nothing
And my thoughts bring nothing but tears and I let myself cry
I let myself tear and fall apart, I let myself scream
And I hope that everyone in the skies and under the ground and everywhere in
between hear me, and for once listen
But a promise is nothing but a guarantee for a broken heart these days
BREAKING NEWS!
I’m breaking, I’m shattered, there is nothing left of me now
I am suffering in a million pieces all about the floor
Do not sweep me up, just let me lay there to cry, just leave me there
At least now you will know where I am, just be careful
when stepping around my pain because it is a live wire
This room, the walls are so pale, just so pale
Written December 17, 2006
Form:
I miss her
She was all mine
But I let stupidity take control
And now I will pay my toll
I am a fool
For letting her go
But I deserve this
You reap what you sow
She was perfect
One hundred percent worth it
But now she is gone
And all I can do is move along
I sit at this bar tonight and drink away my worries
I want to get so trashed I can not remember a thing
Not even the day I had bought her the ring
Alcohol poisoning is not a problem
At this point I really do not care
Life just is not fair
I wish I can hit rewind
And go back to before I had met her
So beautiful like the streets of Venice
When I was a witness
To her personality and charm
And I stood so alarmed
Hand in hand we used to stroll
To each other we were all that mattered
But now you claim that your life I hath shattered
That night I did something unforgivable
I gave another girl a kiss
Now you I will forever miss
I deserve all of this
I hope one day I can be forgiven
Because right now this life is not worth livin
I will wait and hope for you to return
Because over the past four years I learn
I learned that I can never take you for granted
I loved you
I hold this evidence to be true
This ring on my finger will linger
I have yet to take it off since that day
When you simply walked away
But now all I want is to see
Your charm, grace, and elegance
You set me free
But now that we have said goodbye
I lay awake and cry
And tonight I deserve to die
(On my myspace also)
Copyright 2009
All rights reserved
-Matthan C. Atherton
Sanity, is it a state of mind?
or a reality so true.
Confused, I don't know anymore,
I wish I only knew.
I'm lost, walking around in circles,
spinning out of control.
Loosing sight of what is real,
reaching for anything to grab ahold.
Shadowed by the pain,
exhausted beyond belief.
Searching far and wide,
for any sign of relief.
Lost in my own thoughts,
starring off into space.
Longing for so much more in life,
yearning to find my place.
Needing so much more in life,
I'm hungry for something real.
Limited in the options I choose,
I'm willing to make a deal.
My innocence was stole from me,
with so much I have lost.
Trying like he** to regain my life,
tell me, what's the cost.
So much more than I bargained for,
am I in over my head.
Fighting a loosing battle,
I'll go down fighting till I'm dead.
Pushing forward with all that I have,
and giving all that I am.
I ask myself day in and day out,
why do I give a da**
With every breath I take,
it gets harder for me to breath.
Suffocating one gasp at a time,
is there peace I will receive.
Pushing on and pushing through,
with two steps forward and three steps back.
Reaching the point of no return,
someday I know I'll crack.
Racing thoughts, scrambled words,
I can't piece them all together.
Wanting to have it all,
something special to last forever.
One day I will have fulfilled my dreams,
I will have what I want and more.
Nothing but happiness, smiles and joy,
and laughter right down to the core.
You’ll wanna forget, but I’ll sell your kisses for a bag and a rig.
My glory rides on a brick and a gram
You’ll never get more then half my mind.
I’ll eat ya to put you to sleep
Cause my dick won’t step up half the time.
Your eyes shut to tapping my vein
Dancing through shards of moonlight, emptying your purse.
I can score while your searching your plastic case for your pretty face.
Sweet poems and construction paper cards were pregame.
Now I finger through your parents drawers, quarter rolls are good enough.
Do you still crave me babe?
How’s third place, my two best buds a needle away?
Even when my eyes aren’t dotted up it isn’t fair.
Just a routine, credit card debt and jail don’t scare.
With me we’re always in the midst of thunder
Recoveries pink clouds in front but out of grasp.
Absence of luck permits you to hang on to my spirit embezzling tears.
I’ll be smiling at the freedom, Ignoring your texted stabs.
Long sleeves and 50 hour work weeks fooled your parents, but
The mirrors sunken and pale my features lost to warmth artificial from my heart.
Everything is gonna be cool as long as no one sees my arms.
Penniless, I’ll dissolve all my cravings under my tongue… for a week.
Steaks marinated in Pabst followed by talks of your creation.
We can lay in bed alll day watching Hulu and melting time.
For once I’ll be all your’s no more rocks disrupting my brain.
As soon as pay day hits I’ll sprint out the front door.
The void is colorless
It has no gravity
Such weightlessness
Yet I feel so heavy
There is no feeling there
There is no emotion at all
But why would you ever care?
Like you never hear my call
In the void there is no sound
Yet I hear you loud and clear
All I want is to be found
But you won't enter cause of fear
Only I am in the void
But no one seems to ever care
Overlooked like an asteroid
I stay living in this nightmare
Once upon a time I lived in light
But then I was lost, out of sight
Like how carelessly one flies a kite
Without much effort reaches that height
Just as easy I slipped away
No one asking me to stay
Here I find there are no fears
No crying, so no tears
No drinking, so no beers
No sound, no one hears
No hope, it appears
One day you will notice me
And then ask me what is wrong
And on that day you will see
I lack somewhere to belong
The only place I feel secure
Is deep inside this place
Forever on I will endure
Vanish without a trace
For here I find rest
The lack of all
Deep inside my chest
My red brick wall
The void is where one goes
When there is no more hope
So all my emotions froze
No more need to cope
With these feelings that hurt so much
With all this pain I've had so long
They hurt to the thought, not the touch
So I wrote a poem and a song
Describing how I feel inside
Trying to explain what I mean
How I want to run and hide
How I just don't want to be seen
Form:
getting over you
poison from this wound
slowly coming out
lungs without any air
i dont know why you cant see
its impossible for me not to care
getting over you
poison from this wound
you ask for five minutes
i gave you my soul
you told me to answer
i left you alone
cold in the dark
chilled to the bone
i knocked on your heart
but no one was home
getting over you poison
poison from this wound
i never asked for any help
only that i could save myself
you told me you loved me first
i was the fool to let you in
i came out of this only being
ive accepted that ill never win
next time ill know not to play the cards
now my heart is just broken parts
tears stain the deck
cold grips my neck
in one day i learned how to love and how to hate
to halves were once whole-making us separate
you made me this way
the product of your profession
never to return
this is my last confession
one day ill love again but that day is not near
one day ill find the one to forever hold me near
one day ill forget who you were
but one day ill remember
soon i will learn that
life with you was the coldest december
that the world has ever seen
sitting here
shaking
crawling back in
drawing poison from a wound
that has long been under my skin
Form:
This harrowing day has consumed me with bleak
as I cannot speak I shut the door…
I am weak, saturated in my own sorrow,
sick in my own destruction of self of love.
Like a glove squeezing taunt against my gaunt heart
wrenching apart my clinging threads of mind
left behind as I try to fill my day with matter…
I shatter.
As I cannot speak I shut the door,
today I want no more than a gently hand to reach me,
touch me…
just be as though I had some kind of intent,
bent up and busted inside my beating chest
today my suffering finds no rest.
Black clouds hang dark to suffocate my space,
a face left faceless suspended and void
yet an asteroid of emotion lives within me.
I look around this day and I want to see
eyes wide open searching free but I am weak
as I cannot speak I shut the door.
Where do I go, what do I feel?
This real we call our waking hours in days,
surreal to me my heart’s blaze burns cold…
and I am old,
grown tired, uninspired of a sequestered soul
I lye ailing, dribbling down this lonesome hole.
Today I want no more than a gentle hand to reach me,
touch me…understand
that I hunger day and night in this demented fight
to reach new heights in connection of a kind,
yet today I find I am weak…
as I cannot speak I shut the door.
River Of Darkness
There is a river of darkness in my heart
And the pain runs through it like a dart
There is no release from the rain
No way to drown all the pain
Inside my mind I still can see
My life that’s gone before me
There’s no way to get it back
No way to lighten all the black
Inside this cave I feel so cold
No longer able to stand so bold
Cause when you left I fall apart
Destroying my soul and my heart
Though the choice was not your own
God decided to call you home
Though I begged for you to stay
God knew your body was in decay
Even after all this time I still feel lost
Each day I realize the cost
That the river of darkness will always flow
Consuming me and my soul
This morning I woke up to the rain
Another day of the same
A tear formed on the side of my eye
Though I tried hard not to cry
Wish I knew how to move on
Not think daily how you’re gone
But I can’t for you are all I see
In everything that is in front of me
When I look into the mirror
That fact couldn’t be any clearer
That I’m turning out to be just like you
Something I always wanted to do
To me as a child, you were the one
A perfect father to your son
Now that son misses you so
From the depths of his soul
Everyone, so mad. Mad at me. Mad for not speaking but when I do, no one listens. No one
cares. What’s wrong with us? Why can’t we listen, why can’t we speak? Blaming me, for the
things I’ve done. Admitting to what I’ve done, they still blame me. “I’m sorry!” I yell.
I’m sorry for hurting you, for not believing, for lying. I’m sorry for it all, why won’t
you listen to me! I mean it all, I mean it. Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to
hurt me more than I’ve hurt you? Can’t you see the regret in my eyes, in my tears? Can’t
you hear it in my voice when I say “I’m sorry”? I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry. Won’t
someone believe me? What about you? Won’t you at least believe me? No? But why?
How many times must a man say he is sorry until the pain stops? How many times must he
shed tears for the regret and guilt he feels? Maybe one day society won’t judge you for
your past, but rather how you plan to live the future. Maybe one day we will all find
someone we truly love. Maybe one day the past will become changeable, then maybe we will
all get the second chance we all pray for. Maybe, just maybe one day my wishes will come true.
Form:
the same each day - no different is my night
I yearn for light inside my dismal fold
The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ......
My profile low - restrictions far too tight
Of time and sense of nature growing old
The same each day - no different is my night.
Mt soirit low - cleft too bereft for flight
Cross shadowed - squeezed into a mortal mould
The joy I seek eludes my my feeble sight ......
The "Soup Run" warms me in pitious plight
A hug a caring female hand to hold
The same each day - no different is the night.
Gone (almost) is the life I thought my right
Undead I cling to clay while growing old
The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ......
Eclipsing life itself - a human blight
Unloved - unwashed - my spirit unconsoled
The same each day - no different is my night.
My rose has bloomed - and blossomed in the light
A bteath of warmth has blown away the cold
Th joy i seek for suddenly in sight ......
YES ..... Now I glimpse a bright celestial light
And feel this day will now to joy unfold
A bright new day - the passing of the night
The joy for which I sought - at last in sight !!!!!