Impotent

I am bored of this game...
My heart is too tired..
This stoic resignation is all I have..
watching you run around in the dark, I sit impotent.

As I crush my dignity with guilt and insecurity.
Unable to squash my ego I wait for annihilation.
Impotent to bring it upon myself, I watch you run around in the dark.

I cannot look you in the eye, all I see is myself falling from grace.
As I fall I scream at my impotence.
So silently I urge you to push me.

towards the end

The shadow lay dark across the landscape...
my mind has been shrouded in defeat.
There are no prophecies to say that green things will grow  once again.
This mind has been burned and smashed.
It is now barren and covered in ashes.

There are no prayers to save me..
or songs to soothe.
No words to give false hope,
only the waking dream that needs to end. 

Stinks

You stink of cum...
You stink of distraction...
You stink of yesterday...
You stink of old defeats...
You stink of disappointment...
You stink of doubts..
You reek...
Your smile doesn't hide the stink in your heart..
Your nights stink of fear and heart break...
The stink of hatred is all over you...
You stink of cum... 

The Hammer

Its so heavy that it might slip away any minute...
As i swing i can feel it slip a little...
Can u feel the weight of it..
I can feel the heat rising in my palm..
Can you feel the pain...
Can you feel the hardness of the wood... the roughness...
I can feel the splinters enter my flesh...
Can you feel the impact..
I can feel my arms vibrate..
Can you feel the ground shaking..
Can you hear me scream..
Can you see my tears..
I can feel the blood pounding in my ears...
I can see my arm turn red from the effort...
Can you see the wall cracking... can you see through the cracks...