Psycho- Confessions

Trapped

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Trapped”

 

 

I just want to escape,

singled out, your just bait

tied, and hating you

tired, and loving it

but I just want to give up

sometimes death seems like the only answer

life is nothing but a fucking cancer

 

 

"Another victim, another sacrifice

trapped in a maze liked drugged up mice

I can hear your screams

so distant it seems"

 

 

I know my life is a big fucking mess

I'm just a pawn in your game of chess

taking out my Queen, next to go my King

and I'll be lost, at no extra cost

I dance to the strings of my puppet master

but it's okay, it will just make me faster

for when I run and escape

I'm just hoping its not to late

 

 

Another victim, another sacrifice

trapped in a maze like drugged up mice

I can hear your screams

so distant it seems..."

 

At least I'm not the only one

your in it now too, look what you have done.

 

 

 

 

 

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Promise

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Promise”

 

 

I will push you away,

Scared to death of what you might say

afraid of what lurks inside my mind

like a bad dream, it always follows close behind

 

 

"I would promise you the world, but it would be a lie

for my heart now; could never reach that high”

 

 

I cried myself to sleep tonight

by this lonely candle light

I cut myself to drown out the pain

but it all hurts just the same

my emotions so unstable

loving, hurting and so unable

 

 

"I would promise you anything,

Just so as long as my heart could take it

but this is the closest to love as I will ever get"

 

 

I hope this is enough

deep down you make me happy

because I would promise you

 

 

 

 

 

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My Poem

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My Poem”

 

 

 

I keep Slipping, Falling down

It's hard to keep going, when everything wants you to quit

my heart, my emotions were your advocate.

Every poem I write

takes me even further away from the light

bleeding my soul into the paper

Hoping it would make me feel that much safer

 

 

"This is my poem

this is what I'm all about

suffering from a major drought

Writing to just get it out

What is all this for

through all my riches, down to being poor"

 

 

Every poem I write, Every song I sing

takes me back to the beginning

sitting there hurting, wanting to vent

how fucked that this world is bent

 

 

"This is my poem

this is what I'm all about

suffering from a major drought

writing to just get it out

What is all this for

through all my riches, down to being poor"

 

 

 

 

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Alone

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Alone”

 

 

I want to cut my wrists

because I can't resist

am I sane

because I like so much pain

I want to set the world on fire

since your my only desire

 

"Painful times, Joyful Rhymes"

 

Like the Winter season

your the coldest reason

the pain left a scar

the hate went in to far

for you I would bleed

because you I need

 

 

 

 

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Another Life

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Another Life”

 

 

 

Another life gone by

out of my reach, I still try

the memories still there

but as each day passes the more I don't care

beauty is that in the eye's of the beholder

for in my eye's your beauty will never grow older

hurting because I just want to hold her

In your eye's I can see a life time of pain

I can understand because mines the same

another life slipped away

does it always have to be this way?

"hoping, wishing for a brighter day"

close your eye's open your heart

I know its hard, I'll be your guide for your new start

don't give up just yet

I need you to keep going, my heart you have kept

another life gone by

trying my hardest not to cry

trying my hardest to not want to die

but what's the point when another life goes by

 

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Blind

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Blind”

 

 

Why me, Why can't I see

this pain inside, it is to hard to hide

my love for you, as you so knew

why couldn't you love me

my world was blind and free

In my mind

you weren't hard to find

with every beat of my heart

you were there with a new start

but every tear I'd shed

I wish I was dead.

 

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Can Angel's Cry

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Can Angels Cry”

 

 

 

Can angels cry

and when they speak do they lie?

Can their beauty ever die

because their perfect and pure

how come we are not so sure.

Can angels cry?

What makes you think they can even fly

who said an angel couldn't be a person

who said an angel didn't have emotions

and even movement and motion

such beauty should be adored

and not ignored.

Can angels cry

I don't know, but if so

I just want to be there to slowly wipe

the tears from my angel's face.

 

 

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Crush

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Crush”

 

 

What is this pain I feel, that can't be healed

love is the key, to set my heart free

the sound of thunder looms ahead

as I lay listening on my bed

looking out the window I pray

hoping so softly you would say

"I love you"

the soft tapping of the rain

laying here racking my brain

of this pain about to go insane

these feelings for her, they set my mind in a stir

I tend to stare for in my eye's she is there, and everywhere

 

 

"Fear of pain, so little gain

So much hate, so little fate”

 

 

your soft voice is an angel's choice

but I wish to hear the words

"I love you".

Soon the lightning and thunder start slowing

as the winds stop blowing.

The rain begins to sprinkle

and the stars begin to twinkle

soon the sun begins to rise,

the leaves start to dry

I begin to wonder what's the point.

Love hurts more then it helps.

The sky is now blue

and I figured out I wouldn't hear those words

"I love you"

but its hurts, because

"I love her"

 

 

 

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Dead

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Dead”

 

I sold my soul

for something so low

my hate will grow

my fears will glow

falling in the darkest hole

why do you do this to me?

why can't I be free?

why can't I open my eye's and see?

I gave up everything

The insects pile

my corpse they will defile

torn by your greed

killed by your need

slit my wrists to let the blood flow

my spirit trapped below

I am dead to the world

God is dead to me

 

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