Sunday, November 23, 2008

Let Me Be Your Lodestar

She's got the most innocent face with the most deviant stare. Be cautious. She knows your thoughts before you construct them. And when she cries it looks beautiful but her tears are made of acid. If you try to wipe them away it's guaranteed you'll get burned. She sleeps in a bed of roses but hides the thorns until you join her. PRICK. She'll suck you in until your obligated to stay but secretly you'll love it. And we'll always create our own misery. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Alone In the Crowded Light

Let me crawl inside for one second let me feel connected from this different perspective. Dont let me ever leave you you dont have a choice now im the one speaking your voice. These thoughts that flood my head i would give it all up just to hear you say my name instead. Instead of what i ask i dont know i was hoping you could help complete this task. My to-do-list is longer than my regrets so i hope it to be your the only one that can affect both but you already know that dont you.

Deportment


She's the perfect runaway that's scared to actually run away.
She's the perfect wife that's scared to actually get married.
She's the perfect mother that's scared to actually birth a child.
She's the perfect student that's scared to actually go back to school.
She's the perfect friend that's scared to actually be  friendly.
She's prospectively the perfect person that's scared to actually be perfect.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

shipwrecked


In this world of adversity and uncertanty, you're my certain versatility.
I would have sunk to the depths in this sea of calamity
But your net of awkward familiarity was my salvation.


Thursday, November 6, 2008

Last lullaby

This is my last lullaby written in memory of you
And my dreams of let it be true for me to say to you I do
I do choose to remember the good over the bad
The happy over the sad and the sappy over the mad
Its over but whos glad no need for a pinch this truth stabs
Deep i think i need sleep but i think so i dont sleep
Its like you bein hungry but you wont eat
What id do for a piece of that meat
Comeon one last toss in the sheets to respark the heat
Is it still fucking if your weak at the knees
And its from a kiss on the cheek
I miss the feeling of peace cuz im feeling in pieces
Nothins concrete but that doesnt stop me
From giving you my heart one piece at a time
Ah the feelings sublime the meanings divine
When your presents spent rewinding the time
Hopping in and out of these stories of ours
The glorys so far away its faded
When did we wake up so jaded
Its not your fault that this adam tasted
Cuz i followed you in to this hole like a free throw
Follow through please not you you feel hollow too
Well here swallow two but that wont do
Cuz i fell for love like swallows do
From high up above the beginning of love.
Your funeral dirge is next

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Ghost

Will you haunt me forever this thing that i lost. How much longer will you sit in the corner of mind mocking everytime i try to rewind. These thoughts laugh at me constantly. Just when ive had enough you change your tune just in time to change my mood. Im locked in my past stuck fast to a memory. I wish you didnt die without me. I wish you couldnt live without me cuz i dont have the ability to be transparent. I wish i was the ghost in your corner destroying the things that will harm you. Let me be the hero youll never know. Please let me be anything in your life anything but what i am now. Anything but the tormented soul youve made me into. Allow me to live or allow me to die. I ask permission but why. You are just the present spirit of the past. How can you grant anything to me. How can you make what i feel null and void. When did love become deaf and dumb. When did mistakes have consequences love covers all. If so then your heart is all over my coveralls. Im numb to what i thought was gone I turn deaf when i hear our song. I am a ghost.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Like a Hoover

We can try and try yet there's still that unforseen force that sucks you in like a hoover vacuum. A force undeniable and relentless. And it feels so good.