Merchant of Emotions

The thought of it scares me, that life you live
Grabbing on to people, feeding on what they’ll give

You walk with shoes of a different size than yours
a pair too tight that every step just hurts.

You live a sad story and that you know
Changing it’s not possible, how far will you go?

You see it out there, the things most people bypass
you choose to ignore these until you’re home at last.

I pray for a life that you truly deserve, you do
A life of love, happiness, a pinch of craziness too.

”  Try stepping in my shoes and walking a mile. You’ll see how hard it is to hold back tears and fake a smile.  ” –  Nishan Panwar

Poisoned

Years of loneliness had lead me to this
A person taking anything to fill the emptiness.
I take whatever’s given and steal what’s not mine
people think I’m okay, I tell myself I’d be fine.

So I take it all inside of me with hopes to carry on
but someone else’s cure turned out to be my poison.
It runs through my veins and comes out through my words
this poison has hit me and vanished my inhibitions.

I see myself change right before my very eyes
I’m not being who I am or maybe this time I was.
A side of me unleashed, it was there all along
I can handle anything with this poison I am strong.

Let me break you and turn you into something else
I’ll bend your thoughts and your regrets.
Ripping parts off you out with my bare hands
I’m using the same poison on you that I had.

If you have change into that something I wanted you to be
then I tinkered with the right parts, with that I’m happy.
but if you didn’t change at all and you fought back
then I guess it wasn’t enough, the poison, it lacked.

Until such time I’ll need that certain feeling
I’ll keep myself undercover with all this lying.
You can dig deep into me but you’ll never see it
you can’t dig deep enough, I tell you, I mean it.

 

 

”  Drunkeness is nothing but voluntary madness.  ”  –  Seneca