Monday, April 19, 2010

14

I've felt the world in creation
Through excess pain and hours
A bold white shape
Erasing and expanding

I've seen the 7 different ways
With breaks from reality

It's time I cut to the chase
Dancing around, what a waste
Aiming forever at this target
Sinking in a mental tar pit

You always talk
But never hear
But don't get mad
I'm insincere

I'd like to cut you up good
The thing that all friends should

This secret sleeps in my hate
I can already see your fate
In with the new out with the old
She walks on in and I am sold

So much contradiction, it must be fiction
should I repeat the question? no
just go
use me abuse me excuse me did you lose me?
all your bullshit is taking a toll

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Pull the rope that leads no where

I'm nothing
Or soon will be
Only to turn into something
Which fades with the tide

You all promised more then this
But now I soak in despair

I'll follow the stars
Once again
And then only listen to what I want to hear
Oh darling, so sincere

Stretch my only across my face until it breaks
Solve my puzzled soul
Trap me in my contraption
Set me free with these broken wings
Feathers on the floor are just evidence of a failure
Another down for the team of myself

Everyone once left me and I hated them
Now I have to leave everyone
My love
My friends
My family
My self
For nothing
But a dime in the palm of a boy
With a rusted future ready to crack

Come kiss my dead lips
Send me off for war

Drag me across town like the dagger they put in your back
Tell me stories like they sold you kindly

Keep me here
Send me away
Love me for never
Dance without a beat

Extract these veins
And wrap them around my arms
So each can be pulled in contradicting directions
Because I am taring myself apart
Oh sweetness
My only sweetheart
Leave me empty on the floor

The fire gazes into my eyes
As I have come complete

Outwards or Onwards
The mission failed in the morning
It was to no ones surprise
Not even mine

I will follow the trail
That has no end
Constantly in change
Yet again
To lead me sober
A life soon over
Thus incomplete
In defeat

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Things that don't matter

I'm a thief
With broken teeth
and listen to my song

It's about nothing
And a friend who's a fiend
But i'm the one who's wrong

Never was sorry about it
Learn about it
I'm indifferent


It's what she's all about
The birds that sing
with her silent scream

Eyes opening on command

5 days in 24 hours
Without a care in the world
Without anything

I'd do anything to be her
But never would I steal

Stealing innocence is the worst crime possible
Innocence is the only thing that is pure

She lay in bed
While music flows into her
and out

everything reminds me of her