deserving my insight

emptying the head. pushing it over the edge. forcing the wedge.
promises to thy self. another notch in my belt. letting go of what i felt.
riding on the tail of the storm. so far from norm. as if i were reborn.
emotions dying in the face of a mature mind. it looks like it has come that time. as i must fly.
heart cracked yet unbroken. i feel a notion. how can i feel myself if i'm not open.
closing doors on this world once more. one less demon to scorn. wondering what i'm doing?
trying to find my place. with a pretty little thing in lace. i'm going to miss the taste.
losing again i can't believe i won't cry. i like this one this time. but i can't hide personal insides.
pounding only for time to have mercy. leaving me cotton mouthed and thirsty. and i have no worries.
pushing on the numb feeling of pieces. scattered and beaten. with nothing more than reason.
i kiss the morning goodnight. and wake in its early fight. to concur me within a glare only it can ignite.
my life is come to this. wish she could see what i've been dealing with. it may possibly been fixed.
and i could care more like i should of. loved a love. move this world out her way if it fits like a glove.
me, i'd bare thy's beast that has been craving. and i can't be happier as my hearts inflating. mentally crazy suffering from insanity.
driven to the point where the toes has met the line. nails growing to undo time. no, i am not shy.
refusing a way of life that does not suit my heart AND mind. digging deep until i kiss it goodnight. waiting on a true accepted invite.
being me is what i do! it's who i am, being true. seeing reality damn near walk away as i'm feeling kind of blue.
and something is feeling like it's actually going to be missed. i'm feeling pissed. clinched fists.
if it comes to an end tonight. friends wouldn't be enough for life. yet i'm tired of playing nice.
just wanting to live and feel something real. not on knees or a single knee as will not kneel. believe it or not, i am not made of steal.
and i've been taught something new i never understood. i'm tired of being misunderstood. misused and overlooked.
could it be why i hide is no woman no cry? living empty and cold deserving my insight? earning mine.