The Deep End

[DeezyType]

I am my own, friends six feet below

No longer a hero, stuck in oblivion

Heart bled dry, dark as obsidian

My mind is blind, sanity lost

They once were before me, my family

Now only seem an albatross

I'm tired of the roaming, tired of the bleeding

Now I seek a new dimension, one with diamonds in my possession

 

 

Yes I fell off, I did my time

Got caught up in the hustle and grind

Lost it all, but here I am

I bid farewell, I'm moving on

 

 

I reach to the sky, my heart on my sleeve

The Sun in my eyes, head soaked with blood

Tears pour down for what lies beneath

I've been withered; I've been torn

But I will never die

 

 

It's hard to leave loved ones behind,

To put them in the back of my mind

Tragedy is the oxygen you breathe

Life is measured in precious time

Believe me, we all bleed

 

 

Take it from one who's walked that road

The one that forks from all you own:

Your heart, your mind, your love and compassion

Few survive for that precious high, all for a brief out of commission

But I choose to get well, to leave my wicked past behind

I'm done with Hell, I'm Here to tell

 

 

Yes I fell off, I did my time

Got caught up in the hustle and grind

Lost it all, but here I am

I bid farewell, I'm moving on

 

 

Copr. Mason DuPont

Edited April 15, 2015 by DeezyType

[Rayzor]

Sweet! Hauntingly dark.

Or perhaps there's a bright side? Hmm... I wonder...

Edited March 7, 2015 by Guest
I've never edited a post in all my time as a Fishie!!

[Shawna]

ouch. Lot of pain here. Sounds like there is a bright side, though. Sounds like maybe you've figured things out. I hope so.

Beautiful words. Do you write these as song lyrics? Do you write music, as well?

[DeezyType]

Yeah I write song lyrics only, I play guitar and hope when things come together for me to either get a band started and use them myself, or become a lyricist, or a songwriter if I can learn to actually write music instead of just playing it, only 21 so I got some college to do