Break my bones Every single one
Grave
I'm past one foot in the grave I'll just lie down
Toxic Thoughts
My mind is a toxic playground That cycles through the bad
Errors
Steel bites Into my skin
Constant Smog
It's like an oppressive black smoke A smog that darkens the lungs
Filtering Out the Good
The afternoon sunshine filters in Past the rickety blinds Casting odd shadows across the floor None of it is noticed though By the sole occupant As they drown in darkness Of their own creation Of their own mind -Kel Dayheart
Desolation
At the cemetery yesterday As I placed my flowers And cleared the leaves Blown against your stone Trapped by old arrangements I realized looking at the dates You've been gone now Longer than you were alive for And I feel a little part of me die In that realization -Kel Dayheart
Murmur in the Mind
Failure, failure, failure Whispers in my mind Screams in my mind It doesn't matter what I do I can't drown it out It has sunk in With impossible to remove roots Failure, failure, failure -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #71
Yesterday is not a happy memory.
Bad Days
Staring blankly at the walls Accomplishes nothing Leaving the feeling of failure As nothing is done Not even a thought complete -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 