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Kevin Kissane Poem
There's no leg left to stand
my comforts and demise walk hand in hand
I'm loosing touch it seems
I'm lost in broken dreams but
I need you here with me
swear in blood this is where you'll always be 'cuz
All that I'am depends on in the end I'm still in your bed
You think you just as ugly as me inside
until I hold you and
let me in and open old wounds
I try and I hope this will do
Because I die when you look at me that way
But what I ment to say was..
I'm just a hollow disgrace
I can't feel you touching my face
This is the mess I instagate
There's no one left here but you
Solice in my mind has left me too and
Through this you've accepted me
And every thing you think I could be
Copyright © Kevin Kissane | Year Posted 2005
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Kevin Kissane Poem
Something in the darkness wispers my name
Stripping it all 'till just dead skin remains
Eyeing me down I see
The base of my insecurities
Sanities built as frail
A desolit place ment for taking lifes
Slowly it's breaking down
Faceless and alone they can't abide
Some say she was gone
Some of them say she lost her mind
Most of them turned away
But all of them helped her take her life
The surface is deeper than you can scratch
The desprit are frayed and lash right back
Humbird is where it began
Humbird is where we say goodbye
Better left to burn
Copyright © Kevin Kissane | Year Posted 2005
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Kevin Kissane Poem
What you thought you starved now draws breath
You could let it out or keep it all depressed
just close it off and let the silence swell instead
And not to make you think you're less than what you are
Protect yourself and conseal your scars
But as I pry
I'm slowly starting to understand why
I am what I am and why
I can't make you understand internaly
They'd give there lives to get inside
Manipulation
Strip our self control
And where you think you stand
Demonstrates all I despize
But was ment as only well
Copyright © Kevin Kissane | Year Posted 2005
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Kevin Kissane Poem
I don't mean to strip you're pride
But are your hands as empty as mine
Your starting to bend inside
So repent
Trust me when I ask you to believe
That true love is never letting you see
And when forever ends
In forgiveness is my resent
It is not a question of what's wrong
But what do you presieve as right
The blame I take as mine cuz
Every choice will have it's price
You could slit your wrist for spite
But it still wouldn't give you back your life
Your starting to understand how these shoes feel
And how they fit
Your hands sting and bleed
some things run deeper than what they seem
I've suffered for your content
But it's all insignificant
The End
Copyright © Kevin Kissane | Year Posted 2005
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