He was scared, I was petrified.
He was vulnerable, I was naive.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Did you know you own my heart?
I've been trying to take it back lately
but you've got quite a tight grip
and I don't think you even know that.
But perhaps that's a good thing
because then you might let go
And then I'd be alone for a while.
I'm sure I would end up directionless.
Your hands have been warming it for some time
and I don't think I'd rather like
that instantaneous rush of chilled air.
So maybe just keep it for a while longer.
Maybe until it becomes burdensome
because I wouldn't want to trouble you.
It's just that for once I feel it beating
and I don't want it to stop.
I've been trying to take it back lately
but you've got quite a tight grip
and I don't think you even know that.
But perhaps that's a good thing
because then you might let go
And then I'd be alone for a while.
I'm sure I would end up directionless.
Your hands have been warming it for some time
and I don't think I'd rather like
that instantaneous rush of chilled air.
So maybe just keep it for a while longer.
Maybe until it becomes burdensome
because I wouldn't want to trouble you.
It's just that for once I feel it beating
and I don't want it to stop.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
fuk this
hesitation
the stutter
my eyelids flutter
fingertips shudder
You dropped your coat on the snow
and summer melted it below
buried beneath the grass and weeds
buried beneath the fallen trees
slips of paper
tucked in the lining
summer coat and winter secrets
being eaten by the dirt
that's where it all belongs
reincarnation
readaptation
move on and look straight
don't you can't turn around
the stutter
my eyelids flutter
fingertips shudder
You dropped your coat on the snow
and summer melted it below
buried beneath the grass and weeds
buried beneath the fallen trees
slips of paper
tucked in the lining
summer coat and winter secrets
being eaten by the dirt
that's where it all belongs
reincarnation
readaptation
move on and look straight
don't you can't turn around
Monday, August 9, 2010
Splintering strings down my spine
one by one
pulled apart with a flickering tug
I know what you do to me
day by day
but I can't help the falling
So which is worse
Living the with hopeless hope
or facing the helpless help
They're trying to help
they're trying to understand
but they don't
never have
Dunking me under the waves
breath by breath
I feel myself sink, but won't let go
I'm just your loose stringed puppet
dance by dance
under your control, wishing it reality
So which is worse
Living the with hopeless hope
or facing the helpless help
I know what you're doing
I get it, you got me
They're all right
always have been
So which is worse
Attempting to escape the unescapable
Or settling in the unsettled
one by one
pulled apart with a flickering tug
I know what you do to me
day by day
but I can't help the falling
So which is worse
Living the with hopeless hope
or facing the helpless help
They're trying to help
they're trying to understand
but they don't
never have
Dunking me under the waves
breath by breath
I feel myself sink, but won't let go
I'm just your loose stringed puppet
dance by dance
under your control, wishing it reality
So which is worse
Living the with hopeless hope
or facing the helpless help
I know what you're doing
I get it, you got me
They're all right
always have been
So which is worse
Attempting to escape the unescapable
Or settling in the unsettled
So lonely
after all
this time
still so lonely
the sun
in the sky
reminds me
of what I'm not
the tree branches
whisper
they reminds me
of what i've lost
so lonely
after all
this time
still so lonely
the world turns
and the breeze
cartwheels
through my hair
the birds sing
and the fields
beckon
me to dance
head back
arms out
spinning
through the world
so lonely
after all
this time
i'm not lonely.
I grow more silent day by day
I'm worried my vocal chords will break
I'm worried of what you think of me
I'm worried to say what I believe
I'm worried these pants are too tight
I'm worried this shirt won't fit right (these words won't sound right)
I'm worried that you will forget me
I'm worried to say what I believe
All the words are torn and frayed
memories fade day by day
normal is a distant dream
I'm conscious of how soft I seem
you said you'd stay; you had to go
I don't know why; I'll never know
Hope aches here and then it leaves
I'm scared to say what I believe
Your lips
on the soft lines
of my veins
Nothing
ever can
stay the same
I'm worried it was all meaningless
I'm worried this hope is pointless
I'm worried this cycle will not end
I'm worried I let you mean too much
Days go on and I get dim
I hate these damn(/stupid) expectations
We could fall back easily
I'm worried to say what I believe
Your lips
on the soft lines
of my veins
Nothing
ever will
stay the same
I'm worried that I have lost my touch
I'm worried that I didn't mean much
I'm worried of what you think of me
I'm worried to say what I believe
Hope aches here and then it leaves
I'm scared to say what I believe
I'm worried that you will forget me
I'm worried to say what I believe
I'm worried that you will forget me
I'm worried to say what I believe.
starting out
you came to me
with broken bones
and everything
tied in a knot
around your throat
you said to breathe
you had to choke
between the cushions
died the ghost
of that knot
around your throat
you were happy
clear as day
you cried to leave
i cried to stay
pages of paper
my wedding gown
the years snuck by
without a sound
your face grew chiseled
my hair turned grey
you held my hand
i walked away
your demons fled
but here's the thing
they're still here
inside my ring
binding me
making me choke
i wear your knot
around my throat.
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