Oh, she ripped those words straight out of my mouth,
tore them into shreds and filled me with doubts
of whether she would relay what I said in the way
I intended it to be read in words that I would say,
but I don't know what she would do when left to her own thoughts.
It brings a little apprehension, makes my stomach turn to knots.
I just need some rest to get this out of my head,
but I can't get to bed until I hear her voice; instead
I'll write a couple lines about how I can't keep my mind
straight and focused all the time when she still hasn't chimed
in with what is supposed to be thoughts coming from me.
Oh-oh, I can't wait to hear. Oh no, I can't wait to see.
But. What? Just. Let. Me. Slow. Down.
I'm living like an insomniac in an antiquated town.
The lights go out at seven, but I want to make a sound.
I'm hallucinating heaven, but I feel the flames around,
surrounding me. They're abound I see. This can't be.
OH! She ripped my thoughts straight out of my head,
left me struggling to sit up and gasping for my breath.
I didn't, no, I couldn't have made an endless pact
with this creature pulsing evil with her lipstick still intact.
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Hm. Here's a little something I never finished.
8.10.2010
Pretty Pretty
you're pretty pretty
but i can't promise you
i'll be pretty too
because i'm pretty sure
I'm a sick and somber fool
my eye for pretty pretty
is pretty shot
and i'm not pretty
i'm not witty
and all my thoughts
are gutted cold and lost
but i can't promise you
i'll be pretty too
because i'm pretty sure
I'm a sick and somber fool
my eye for pretty pretty
is pretty shot
and i'm not pretty
i'm not witty
and all my thoughts
are gutted cold and lost
8.09.2010
Evolve and Defile
Constantly evolving, for worse or for the better.
Inching towards the window to check out the weather.
Is it sunny? Is it raining? Are the clouds out? Are they waning?
If you find out what you're looking for, please do start explaining.
Is it wonder? Are you happy? Is it passion? Can you grab me?
Toss me to the floor, kick me, and the stab me?
Have at me. Laugh at me. I won't stand down.
Kick and turn and toss and learn I won't make sound.
And when you learn, I know you'll burn and down and down.
Your ashes pile will defile the naked ground.
Inching towards the window to check out the weather.
Is it sunny? Is it raining? Are the clouds out? Are they waning?
If you find out what you're looking for, please do start explaining.
Is it wonder? Are you happy? Is it passion? Can you grab me?
Toss me to the floor, kick me, and the stab me?
Have at me. Laugh at me. I won't stand down.
Kick and turn and toss and learn I won't make sound.
And when you learn, I know you'll burn and down and down.
Your ashes pile will defile the naked ground.
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