The StingA Poem by Jack DerbakThe poem is about betrayal; putting your trust into someone who you are comfortable with and getting hurt in the end. It's definitely not my greatest piece, but I've gotten lots of positive reception.I see the moon, blackened skies I force myself to close my eyes Tainted windows, memories Why did you leave me able to see I can't stop from searching Finding pieces of mind Drowning out this yearning I have to sail with this flawed design We close our eyes to find we're running back in time We turn our heads to see the sights we left behind Left behind Hold me back, I can't go anymore I'm diving in our minds and there's no shore Why do I sink? I'm not for sure I guess I don't know what I'm going for I've been baptized in oceans The open bath of tears Cleanse the soul of hoping So I have no denial to fear Struggling to live without a relapse Flowing through the phases I deny I want to snap at every single synapse Don't want to feel the hurt this time We close our eyes to find we're running back in time We turn our heads to see the sights we left behind Left behind Hold me back, I can't go anymore I'm diving in our minds and there's no shore Why do I sink? I'm not for sure I guess I don't know what I'm going for We take our eyes off of pleasant things A little darkness shades the sting It's better to feel than fake it all It's better to heal, than prolong my fall We break in tears, I slam my fist There's another man you'd rather kiss My heart sinks low, my veins twist I'm another man you'll never miss Swallow my thorns so I can watch you choke If I wanted to kill, you would never know Because it's those feelings inside that I never show The more they're locked up, the greater they grow We take our eyes off of pleasant things A little darkness shades the sting It's better to feel than fake it all It's better to heal, than prolong my fall
© 2012 Jack DerbakAuthor's Note
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Added on January 10, 2012 Last Updated on January 10, 2012 AuthorJack DerbakAboutI am a teenager that started writing original lyrics/poetry since seventh grade. I hope one day in my future that I will grow up to be a musician and singer. My work is usually dark and more grim in t.. more..Writing
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