I'M I FIXABLE... OR INVINCEABLE?
SHOULD I FIGHT A LOSING BATTLE OUT OF PRINCIPAL?
THE PAIN MAKES THE NUMBING IRRESISTABLE...
BUT WAKING UP MAKES IT ALL MORE DIFFICULT
THEY ALL SAY WHAT DOES OT KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
DON'T WANT THIS WORLD APON MY SHOULDERS ANY LONGER
LEARNED THE HARD WAY THAT LIFE BECOMES RELENTLESS
WITHOUT THE ANSWERS THESE QUESTIONS ARE FUCKNG ENDLESS
ALL MY FRIENDS ARE JUST GLORIFIED STRANGERS
WHO WILL STEP ON ME TO SIDE STEP OUT OF DANGER
OR GET CLOSE JUST TO NEGOTIATE MOTIVES
AND USE ME AND THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE
AM I BROKEN...MY ENGINES SMOKING
AND FROM THESE TEARS THAT I'VE CRIED I AM CHOKING
THE NUMBING MAKES THE PAIN STOP FROM GROWING
AND THOUGH I HIDE...THE TRUTH IS ALWAYS SHOWING
AM I LYING...WHEN I'M TRING
ACCEPT THE FACT THAT I 'VE ALWAYS BEEN DENYING
THAT THE TRUTH IS THAT TO MYSELF I'M LYING
JUST EXISTING IS JUST ANOTHER WAY OF DYING
ALL I'VE LOVED HAS BEEN TAKEN OR EXHAUSTED
BEEN ERASED AND REPLACED AND THEN LOST IT
WHAT IS RIGHT WHEN THERES NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
AND WHAT IS LEFT IS A SOUL FOREVER BRUISED
M.MURPHY
8-20-09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem