Friday, November 27, 2009

48

Paint my face white
Like a ghost
Because I don't know
If I exist
Now she wants to see me
Where can I go
I've burned my homes
The only place left
Is my insides
She hates me, she doesn't want me
And I barely own them
Other people are borrowing them
and they want to keep them
I gave her my feelings and she kept them outside
4 more hours
and i have an airborne home
but i'll have to leave that too
I hate myself, i'm happy my veins are slit
everything ends up as dirt
some sooner then later
by the looks of it I'll be there soon
I thought she was different, no one sees me.
Some extra words so
So I can say more
Curse these invisible meanings
Why am I letting her win?

Thursday, November 26, 2009

I can't breathe

Because I am dead.

&

Thinking inside out
waiting for trains
and airplanes
to come crashing down
so i can stay where I am

talking backwards
making words
shouting blurbs
because my tongue
has no rhythm

but everything still makes sense
and everything is still moving

I run away
to tomorrow
from today
no more sorrow
except this bouquet
which i borrowed
from the dirt
but i filled it with hurt

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Keeping them inside.

keep yourself calm
you're doing it all wrong
this sacrifice you've made
you wish you never stayed

another useless verse
stolen from her purse
my ribs are hurting hard
but i will not show you my card

the shadow gets large
and the doubt is in charge
personal public show
I know that you know

why do i care
for something that's not there
I can't stand a song on repeat
But instead of changing, i'll accept defeat

I take back my haiku
which you never noticed
the rhyme scheme changes
and you're out of focus

Can't go word for word
Or become self assured
If it's you I save
I might just dig my grave

we must go, we must go

Everything you want to be
I can make you
Everywhere you want to see
I can take you

Situations get fucked up
we're just in one big mess
Situations get fucked up
Get those feelings off your chest

If this door is open
Don't mind if i slid in
if your wounds are open
can I get in your skin
they sold you out
and now you feel like shit
but everythings messed up
and theres no where that you fit

Having doubts
about playing by the rules
building a life
but you're using the wrong tools

i made a bad decision
but i hope it goes well
so stay in heaven
because i deserve hell
I made a bad decision
and now you're with him
suddenly all these
lights seem dim

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

The art of regurgitation

Heads or Tails
Fits you best
50 percent chance
You're like the rest

I know the cards in your hand
I know your master plan

I'm dull and dark
I'll put out the spark

I could write more words on this matter to give the impression that this is more meaningful but I have said what I have wanted to say. My tongue is mine, and if you ever try to take it away from me I will become sad, shrivel up and die.

Jester rocks

Which has been worse
It's all just a curse
The disease in your veins
It's calls out these names

Am I joyed or with spite
My decisions aren't right
The same as the usual
Problems confuse you all

The difference you can't tell
What am I trying to sell
Depression and thought
In my own webs I'm caught

Shallow words for a deep purpose
Losing the edge beneath the surface
Cut it or not the stain exists
and with that stain, ignorance unbliss


Monday, November 23, 2009

back
and forward
and back
and forward
until your mind splits in half
and then you go back
until every blood vessel is loose
then forward
when every other function has stopped
and back
to when you weren't alive.

Unecessary title number 4

Following someones footsteps
Oh now you have to be sure
So be happy that with all your anxiety
You have found a cure

Do you really want to know
the topic of choice?
Or would you rather
listen to my voice?

A day or a year
I said you'd know
But promise me
You'll keep control

Sunday, November 22, 2009

I'm essentially organizing my funeral.

I know no one
but they all know me
crawling up my spine
why can't they see

this turn of events
this storm and stress
my conscious is flooded
im making a mess

your hands are free
and your in my sight
my eyeless face
your smile so tight

Together, away?
Screaming side by side
Does it even matter
When our tongues are tide?

Digging for myself
No warranty on my body
No exchanges or returns
When the body is rotting

Just for the ride
Excited with a frown
Stolen from myself
Sees her own sound

And starts the downhill
You pick up momentum
A story about you
When nobody has won

And we're running in circles
With mistakes and smiles
Never to actually catch the other
But we're both on trial

One colour
and a thousand shades
You're the queen of hearts
And I'm the ace of spades

Thursday, November 19, 2009

us

I am the virus
And I kill what I can
I am the virus
Just watch what I'll do

Give me your heart
I'll break it in two
I'll tare it apart
Right in front of you

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Hating the soil that built the tree.

This is what happens when you take your time
And use your focus
Nothing
So don't bother trying
Because there is no cure for this one
It's not even diagnosed
But it hits you
And unlike any other disease
It just makes everything else go away

I don't care really
I should but I don't
I know how to do it
I just won't
The floor creeks when you think
I can feel it

But this is naked
And on purpose
and although it doesn't have your favourite words
or typical meaning
It is more then what you're looking for

I don't love you
I don't like you
I don't want you
I don't need you

But you love the barrier,
More then you know.

The blood crawls up my throat
Leaves a trail of error
My stomach is sick
My hands are cold
This bus will never come

I build it up but it just falls down
I sew it in and it comes out

I'm ready now though
I didn't think I could reach my back
But low and behold the knife is there
And I'm to blame.

That's enough reading for you Jessjess.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Mistakes miss takings

I used to kiss her on the cheek
I used to hold her hand
but then I changed and got fucked up
and now im not a man

I made her cry over the phone
I made her all alone
I took the only thing she had
and she has no where to go

I know she loves me but i don't care
Or at least not until now
I threw away the best I had

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Not even the rain on the windows could stop us

Reflective and objective
I'm ready to fight
for reasons i don't believe
for reasons that aren't right

Going for a walk
in the late december snow
nothing can be colder
or darker then my soul

I've hurt her so
I made her cry
now inside
i will only die

so suspicious
i've washed my dishes
but still
the dirt breeds deep

October has passed

change is chasing me
im changing
aswell as everything else
turning into things
I never thought could happen

I liked it better when they broke my heart
Should the decision be for myself?

what tears me apart
sleeps deep in my heart
between the ventricles
but undependable

upon request
I can be yours


we act so dumb
under your thumb
with our want and greed
for your attentions deed

trying to call your name
but he's just the same
he doesn't sweat it
he thinks he sees more then he feels

tasting your lips
burning up my cigarettes
saying strong words
i never want to forget

colours on your back
giving me a heart attack
when they just get further
its those feelings that i lack

and though I know you own my neck
I figure i might as well check
since you're getting on your way
and you never want to stay
because im suddenly immature
and you say there is no cure
whilst these feelings do insist
there is much more that i miss
cause I just want to see you hurt so bad
you'd make happy story end so sad

Im calling for you
Im calling for you
From the depths of the dark
I will pull out my heart