Silence. (Me needing to vent)

It's one of those days,
the ones where you don't wanna wake up,
cause you know it's your day to suffer.
One of those days
where nothing you do seems to go right
unless its really wrong.
You come to grips with your mortality,
and scream to the heavens.
Silence is my only reply.
Silence is always my only reply.
Here in my dark world,
silence is all I hear.
My shining knight is dieing.
Stabbed by my own grip on reality.
My white horse,
has turned to a black stallion.
My armor is ripped and torn.
Caked in my own blood.
My world is laid bare before me.
It is dark,
it is haunting.
It was not always like this.
I laughed,
I loved,
and I smiled.
Things have changed.
I have changed.
I wish I haven't.
I wish I could redo it all.
And yet,
I also wish I didn't.
Here in my silence,
I come to know,
that the people,
and the things I've done,
I'd do it all again.
They are as much a part of me,
as my own arm.
In the silence,
I know who I am.
I see the world through new eyes.
I see people through new eyes.
But, why am I still blind?

are those lyrics? or should u randomly write poetry?

Here's my venting thought.

Guide my path, let loose my wrath
Fan the flames, bear open the shame
Tick Tock, says the clock
Follow the flow, wherever it goes
Watch the threads, hear what’s said
Shine like stars, thoughts so far
Leave it all, it’s just small
What’s your trait, what’s my fate?
There is just one.

Its my poetry, its my way of screaming at an unjust world.

very nice, now im not a poetry appriciator.. but that looks pertty good

and yes, world = sux

Meh, as I was once told: "Life's unfair and you're ugly."

Seriously though, of course it's an unjust world. Gotta take the good with the bad though, even if they never balance out. Also, a bit of advice for everyone in general: Don't get too worked up about things outside of your control. Allowing yourself to fall apart just makes everything else follow suit.

wise words