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Sleepin' In My Clothes (Language)

TDCass

Glitch Trainer
24
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13
Years
    • Age 30
    • Seen Jul 18, 2010
    Sleepin' In My Clothes, Part 1

    Brokenhearted again
    I guess it's not that suprising
    Gave her my heart
    But her malice was rising
    I gave her my soul, my love, my past
    And now I realize that
    Nothing real can ever last
    Like an ice sculpture before
    The overbearing lord of summer

    I'm sleepin' in my clothes
    Can't find a reason to take 'em off
    You could say that I'm medicated
    Sedated, et cetera
    To keep me from finding the
    One she went to ded with
    I lay on my bed and just
    Stare at the ceiling

    I feel like I'm inside out
    Faced
    The mirror with an inside out
    Race
    Against my mind hoping to find
    Space
    To crawl back into
    To find someone to love again.

    Sleepin' In My Clothes, Part 2 (Midnight and Seeing Red)

    Now that the sadness is gone
    You just left me with rage
    In this cage of remembrance
    Starstruck by the reverance
    You hold to someone who was never real
    That ****ing fake you crawled to
    Like a ****ing snake
    I trusted you/Confided
    The whole time you lied
    And I'm shattered and broken
    Just laying on this couch
    And I don't know who'll hold me
    Cause I want to curl into a ball and cry
    And I hate the ****ing weakness
    I'm sleepless
    Sleepin' in my clothes
    Cause you took my reason
    To be/breathe/need/feel safe
    In this ****in' world
    Live, work, make money and then we die
    For a fleeting second I thought I saw something more
    But it was all a lie you snatched away
    At the very last second
    You ****in' broken record
    And then so bold when the truth came out
    Get your ****ing voice off my voicemail.

    Sleepin' In My Clothes, Part 3 (The Morning After)

    I woke up on a couch
    Streaks of falling star tears
    On my cheeks
    Deep scratches up and down my back
    First thing I can say
    "Oh damn, not again..."
    I spent the night dancing
    Fueled by euphoria
    A dangerous drug of an emotion
    And fell so far
    The falling star
    Mutilated again, in need of a friend
    I don't even know who I am anymore
    I can look in the mirror
    And just see an inside out facade
    I can see a reflection
    But it's one that isn't mine
    I need to break the manacles
    Break these chains/veins/memories
    Escape this jail cell mentality
    With the key I can never find
    To let someone pick me up
    Only to cast me back down
    A falling star
    Seconds from impact.
     

    Zirkle38

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  • Wow. Reading that was exhilarating. Your word choice was perfect, and the flow was superb. I like how the poem explains itself, and you say as much possible in few words. I just... thoroughly enjoyed reading it,
     
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