Diego Adrian Manriquez
Peguin And Giraffe Racing - Poem by Diego Adrian Manriquez
No matter how much it hurts for me,
To tell you, get on your knees,
Living this past of regrets and mistakes,
I'll break through, no matter what it takes.
And there's no one by your side because, everyone you thought and knew is a fake,
Now you lay around letting your mind bake
With the weight of the world crushing your chest and letting your every breath escape.
All the indecencies, murder, violence and rape,
All this piling up in the back of your head, your brain misinterprets shapes,
The walls are closing in; you fall to the broken floor,
Your screams become silence and no one can hear you crying anymore.
Pounding fists, swearing at the heavens above
That one day everything will go back to being the same,
Letting go of the hate and shame,
But, still that little thought brings you back to the same pain.
Popping pills to keep yourself sane,
Passed out on the floor you always dream the same dream,
Swimming through stardust, mouthfuls of cream,
This place you dream is far form what it seems.
It’s a mere satire of your so called life,
Hope brings nothing to you but a bag of shattered pieces to your life,
Tearing the bag open with this bloody knife,
And when everything falls out of the bag.
You are left with nothing but a faded tag,
With a name, a date, and picture of you face,
But your memory won’t bring you to this place,
It's something you have to learn to embrace.
What you could of had, what you could have been,
Love and happiness, instead you went down the wrong way,
Losing inhibitions, making sure to drink and poison yourself every day,
But it doesn't help much at all when there are those words you never managed to say.
Now you weep into your open palms, wanting the time back,
Opening the door that was once closed because, you weren't afraid, now you're stuck in this pool that you've filled up with your thoughts, hoping that day, you'll go back.
You try to keep your chin up, but there is no chance that you’ll drown any slower, just let the hope go,
And hopefully one day everyone would know why you went away for good.
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