Bite my tongue

And sew my lips

Keep these words from escaping my grip

Bound my jaw

And don't play tricks

Lost faith that doesn't exist.

Full of envy

Full of hate

Feelings a tad late

Hidden in shadows

With a mask

Full of lies in a glass

Suffocating like the rest

Broken souls

And death's address

Screaming truth

Held down by smiles and laughs

Doubt of mind and of truth

Drag them down

Filled with regret

Tears flow in front of mirrors

Kept from the public view

So it’s been a while since I last wrote in my journal and since I have had a lack of inspiration for new poems I shall post an old one.

Bite my tongue

And sew my lips

Keep these words from escaping my grip

Bound my jaw

And don't play tricks

Lost faith that doesn't exist.

Full of envy

Full of hate

Feelings a tad late

Hidden in shadows

With a mask

Full of lies in a glass

Suffocating like the rest

Broken souls

And death's address

Screaming truth

Held down by smiles and laughs

Doubt of mind and of truth

Drag them down

Filled with regret

Tears flow in front of mirrors

Kept from the public view.

Why open yourself up and have everything you hold dear to you shatter?
When you can keep yourself closed in a case and keep them forever and treasure
Alleviate your fear of the nightmare of your heart
Breath deep the toxins of wreath and rebellion
The breed has come
You the one whom forces this pain
The one who lost her innocent
Hold deep this despite cry of a dissipating light
The demonic impulse has yet to calm 
This wretched faith that holds her sound
The blood stained heart has burst once more 
The twisted soul has lost it's lust
The abuse you used as a weapon
No longer holds fear in it
Abandon the cruel fact that you hold like a bible
And look forth to the shattered case in held in her hopes
Look forth to the looking glass and weep
The massacre of your soul
The demons whom devour your heart
She laughs while you bleed
While you reach out for help
While you cry
Do you hate yourself for what you've done?
While you scream do you still love to see her tears?
While your in your grave
The black bird of death
Sits upon your tombstone
She stands by a willow smiling once more
Free from the chains of love
Free from the hells of a shattered heart
She once called paradise
Love
Why open up and have everything you hold dear  and close shatter
When you can keep yourself closed in a case and keep them forever and treasure
Tis that the only thing we look to in love?
Tis that the only thing we look forward to in life?
Love
Nothing but a sorrow poem on a tombstone