walK alone
grunge poetry

walK alone

i ‘ m suicidal , so don ‘ t asK who i am .
i hang w / a noose , i don ‘ t hang w / friends .
i don ‘ t try to pretend to be something i ain ‘ t .
i ‘ m the sad clown walKing w / drip / d face paint .
don ‘ t try to phase me or i ‘ ll Kurt cobain me ,
b / c lately my eyes are open / d  n ready to awaKen .
these conversations help eliminate frustrations .
slowly , but patiently i ‘ ve been waiting …
n you ‘ ve been taking your sweet time .
i ‘ ve been thinKing a lot w / a weaK mind .
let me speaK mine , want pay liKe overtime .
i ‘ m gift / d unlimited w / design , but i resign .
… i don ‘ t need the hassle .
let me save the princess , you Keep the castle .
i ‘ ll try to free the cattle , but i can ‘ t feed the cattle .
i ‘ ll lead you into battle then i ‘ ll sKedaddle .
… KicK dust liKe i ‘ m ash on a mantle .
this is my journey , my mission ; i ‘ m not preaching in sandles .
i find peace in these candles , but Know peace is a bullet .
i ‘ m the nicotine withdrawal the trigger need / d to pull it .
they ‘ re telling me to cool it n mellow out , but
my mind ‘ s the drunK panhandler who cusses when he shouts .
i ‘ m the emo Kid who cuts himself .
standing still in the darK b / c he doesn ‘ t trust himself .

 

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