Cold tears flood my eyes,When I imagine the sour words she told herself.Crowdy noises gather in the ears;Replaying the rotten words people say,With tormenting voices that crush life.She decided to zip it inside;The disheartening memory that troddedHer jewel — in a stampede of seconds.The moaning of the monster echoesIn her mind; they bring nothing kind.Everyday…
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The Rotation Within #2, by The Given Heart.
I asked Myself about the meaningOf being alive without leaning;Me thought it was simply breathingMyself wasn’t convinced.I then emphasizedThat living wasn’t defined only by breathing in and outYet how one takes hold of the most importantWithout being hesitant.Still Me thought;It takes sacrifices to be truly inside life.
Seven Moments. by The Given Heart.
The smell of true comfortIs just an imagination amongst usThe children of self imprisonment.The meaning of life;Is only a crazy theory that was paintedWithout a direction of action.We hide behind our devices of deception,Torn are our man-made hopesEveryday like nothing but a series of pain.We can agree with ourselves to drainAll the self blame.Time is…
After Having No Peace Inside. by The Given Heart
Never Blame Yourself.You Were Just Carried Away,Now You Have Realized.Wake Up!
Bound Dancing. by The Given Heart
I smile in my open prisonI muse hard for a short timeThen I smile again.Thought intertwines asCorpus callosum shakes softly,I smile in chains.I have to free my soulAs my oppressors happy without knowledgeOf the better; I smile for the later.
Just Breathe. by The Given Heart
When the pressure comesLike a stampede of refusing what your nose is nodding to,When life seems so heavyAs you try to exist among the living crewWhen you start feeling sleepyWhen you are not supposed to. Remember the momentsThat made today.Smile and appreciateRotating the pure airIn and out; slowly. Appreciating starts when you inhale,Conquering begins when…
Flashy Wings. by The Given Heart
Honestly vulnerable to regret;Embarrassment slapping your whole face.Tasting something you can’t even trustEven if you cooked it like you are in a race.Rushing becomes your heart with a thrustOut and about; memories and visions burstBountifully as fear wrapped around guilt start reigning.Levels of adrenaline reducing and risingAs the bass heartbeat; who thought we would overreactSo…
Living In A Dead Environment by The Given Heart
You first feel bored,You complain without shouting,You can’t sleep because dead men will be walking.You only have two optionsYou either join the dead,You living is another side of the coinYou really need the Saviour;You feel like you can’t sense any in your vicinity.You slap yourself carelesslyYou regret doing it at the end of the circle.You…
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