I want to be
Someone that you get a hold of
Even when
You’re with someone else.
You think of me
Like how I think of you.
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
Remorse
My brain
Is deteriorating
I can feel it
And it’s my own fault
I’m so sorry
That I
Didn’t
Give the world what it deserved
I was too selfish to grow
And I want what I want too much
To the point where
I let it
Destroy
Me
Stepping Stone [lyrics]
Grey eyes, see in black and white
Take time to pay no mind
I try to make you sympathize
Queen of the feral
Stockholm Syndrome in your living room
Notices that sound like doom
Who else has seen these purple hues?
Queen of the feral
You're a long bridge begging any to cross
I'm a stepping stone that you use to get off
And I wait, and I wait, and I wait,
But you never deteriorate
And I wait, and I wait, and I wait,
But you never build a path to me
Cat calls come from crystal screens
You respond but can't say what they mean
How do you spell "infidelity"?
Queen of the feral
Kitten scratches writing blame
Seduction even in your name
We all need to own our shame
Queen of the feral
You're a long bridge begging any to cross
I'm a stepping stone that you use to get off
And I wait, and I wait, and I wait,
But you never deteriorate
And I wait, and I wait, and I wait,
But you never build a path to me
"Aim for the sky, even if you miss,
You'll be amongst the stars"
Well honey, if you've got lust on the brain,
You're not gonna go very far
I hope you recall my name
I hope you can't unsee my face
I pray you sleep all alone
I'll always be your stepping stone
balloonballoon [lyrics]
She gets down on her knees,
And she throws her hands up high.
She gets down on her knees
Then she throws her hands up high.
“Today’s gonna be the day,” she says
As she dresses and undresses again
Content pools out her lips as the
Pang of the front door begins
She comes to her senses and shakes while
Flying down the lonely stairs
Sewing needle and money in fist
She collapses at the sight of what’s there
She gets down on her knees,
And she throws her hands up high
She gets down on her knees
Then she throws her hands up high
“I’m sorry everybody,
I’m just not strong enough
The earth is menacing and
It’s weight just won’t let up”
She gets down on her knees,
And she throws her hands up high
She gets down on her knees
Then she throws her hands up high
“I promise I’ll be quiet,
Someone there waits for me
I won’t get sentimental
Take more than what you need”
She gets down on her knees,
And she throws her hands up high
She gets down on her knees
Then she throws her hands up high
All her troubles, cares and wants
Have now become unbound.
“Like a balloon into the sky,
I give up. I give in. I give up. I give in.
I could give it all away and still
I know it’s not enough
I give up, I give in.”
“I know I’m never leaving
I know I’m worth deceiving”
She gets down on her knees,
And she throws her hands up high
She gets down on her knees
Then she throws her hands up high
Don’t let your pain get the best of you
“Like a balloon into the sky,
I give up. I give in. I give up. I give in.
I could give it all away and still
I know it’s not enough
I give up, I give in.”
A Heartbeat For Now [lyrics]
When you don’t know what you’re feeling
When you know those empty words won’t cut
Cold and callous without meaning
Window open so Miss Right can touch
When you hollow out the whole thing
Tap it hard, it will reverberate
Better choices, wiser sayings
They bark but just don’t resonate
I, I can’t confess to know
Why I possess shallow
Heartbeat heart beats
Blinded hate is so
Trying, I can’t forget how my
Heartbeat heart beats
When they color you unpleasant
All those loving shades were all for naught
Temporary evil present
Justify it when it begins to rot
Oh no, don’t harbor hell in, don’t you know?
Heartstrings hold tight to bows
Oh, heartstrings grip tight to bows
I, I can’t confess to know
Why I possess shallow
Heartbeat heart beats
Blinded hate is so
Trying, I can’t forget how my
Heartbeat heart beats
Can’t get a grasp on himself
Can’t bite his tongue
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Shallow
You lay down in a pool of your own disrespect
How do you expect anything less than what you're currently getting?
Shallow waters claim shallow lives.
Don't drown on us.
Please don't drown.
Lifeless Fury; a Psalm
It just couldn't be left unsaid.
Agitated and corrupt from the years being years, he stood up and took to the door.
He tapered off the obfuscation given to him from birth,
Begging the surrounding quiet to bash his goddamn skull in.
He couldn't get away, couldn't get around. Couldn't get into another man's sense of self worth.
He grabs the knob and is aware of the cool sensation in his palm.
The world was melting, burning fast from friction.
The world was provocative, clawing into his open mouth.
A man's only worth what he himself believes to be,
And this one
Is
One
A foot in front of the other, he slithers towards an undetermined goal,
Feeling the shivers of incompetence in his chest.
Really soaking in that flavor of inadequacy and defeat,
A man's man's of a man's joke.
He stammers to himself like the gasping fish,
Taken for the spineless joke that he is;
He knows, but he prays,
That the pain will make him strong.
Hope for the hopeless.
There's a bit of cautious optimism in the air,
Circling his head like a beautiful word,
His own personal sermon, hymn, and prayer:
"Act like you love me?"
On his march to the belly he comes across a man.
A man's man of a man's man of a man.
Living like the wall.
They pretend to love him.
They
pretend that
they do
He is the hero from a story so old it's lost its meaning.
Let him be the smiling mocking chest that claims affection
Let him be the walking unknown sacrifice
Let him be the one and only.
Your one and only.
My one and only.
A surge of remembrance, of embrace and flaws
An overwhelming spectrum of failure perverts
A new sense of purpose, finally! A goal!
Now let's flush it out. All of it out.
Penetration of the soul formulating a morbid cloud of serenity.
This is my chance.
He walks fast and holds the burden of inadequacy over this gentleman,
He assaults him with luscious visions of passion and fury
He overwhelms him,
As his prisoner of unknown unrequited lust
He overwhelms him,
And squeezes every bit of affection that was choked down by him
Like a selfish, beautiful child,
He squeezes and relishes in his loss.
And he is silent, but one more.
And he is silent, but one more.
And he is silent, but he disappears.
He can't disappear yet,
His head agape.
"Pretend that you love me?
Pretend that you
do"
He is silent, but one more.
Agitated and corrupt from the years being years, he stood up and took to the door.
He tapered off the obfuscation given to him from birth,
Begging the surrounding quiet to bash his goddamn skull in.
He couldn't get away, couldn't get around. Couldn't get into another man's sense of self worth.
He grabs the knob and is aware of the cool sensation in his palm.
The world was melting, burning fast from friction.
The world was provocative, clawing into his open mouth.
A man's only worth what he himself believes to be,
And this one
Is
One
A foot in front of the other, he slithers towards an undetermined goal,
Feeling the shivers of incompetence in his chest.
Really soaking in that flavor of inadequacy and defeat,
A man's man's of a man's joke.
He stammers to himself like the gasping fish,
Taken for the spineless joke that he is;
He knows, but he prays,
That the pain will make him strong.
Hope for the hopeless.
There's a bit of cautious optimism in the air,
Circling his head like a beautiful word,
His own personal sermon, hymn, and prayer:
"Act like you love me?"
On his march to the belly he comes across a man.
A man's man of a man's man of a man.
Living like the wall.
They pretend to love him.
They
pretend that
they do
He is the hero from a story so old it's lost its meaning.
Let him be the smiling mocking chest that claims affection
Let him be the walking unknown sacrifice
Let him be the one and only.
Your one and only.
My one and only.
A surge of remembrance, of embrace and flaws
An overwhelming spectrum of failure perverts
A new sense of purpose, finally! A goal!
Now let's flush it out. All of it out.
Penetration of the soul formulating a morbid cloud of serenity.
This is my chance.
He walks fast and holds the burden of inadequacy over this gentleman,
He assaults him with luscious visions of passion and fury
He overwhelms him,
As his prisoner of unknown unrequited lust
He overwhelms him,
And squeezes every bit of affection that was choked down by him
Like a selfish, beautiful child,
He squeezes and relishes in his loss.
And he is silent, but one more.
And he is silent, but one more.
And he is silent, but he disappears.
He can't disappear yet,
His head agape.
"Pretend that you love me?
Pretend that you
do"
He is silent, but one more.
Monday, March 23, 2020
The Moon
When the dogs you’ve been feeding
Finally start to circle you for more meat
Collective conniptions won’t
Stop then from hunting you.
And with your back pressed against the wall,
You tell them all,
“Look, I am so sorry; it’s not you, it’s me.
I am the victim here.”
But the dogs, they don’t care,
They just want their carnivorous desires fulfilled
You led them on with your perverse delights
And left them all craving more.
They all wanted you for what you offered.
But each offering was the opposite of intimate.
They’ll tear at your flesh as you scream your apologies,
Claiming love for each and every mongrel;
But the lies flicking from your sensual lips
Won’t settle them down, won’t pacify them,
They’re already left with their rabid tastes
And now they want you gone.
Under a soft, careless moon,
Beaming with indifference, enough to see,
You can watch as the lives you played with
Dissect you and break you down to nothing.
And there you will lie, with lunar delicacy,
Ashamed,
Alone,
Unwanted,
Deserved,
Regretted,
Pitiless,
All because you couldn’t keep from playing with the dogs.
Andromeda
Everybody comes together then tears apart
All the while we never let go of each other’s hands
How could you do that to me?
How could you suffer for so long?
And everybody always wants whatever they want
No matter how much the cost,
Even if they don’t pay in full
The sun is gone, the sun is blotted out
With the cloud of your cosmetics you wear for another love
So please yourself, help yourself to the feed
Just remember that we swallowed your lies whole
While clawing at your door,
We were all clawing at your door,
You fed us selective scraps of your hot love.
You lost it all and punish yourself
Suffer what come may
Suffer all you can take
You bathe in it and grope yourself to the tune of a new lover’s moan
Suffer until you choke
Suffer until you find hope
And you find that hope, in a new lover’s groan
You swallow it all and take and take and take
The road is never going to end.
We are both going to suffer for this.
We will never get better.
We are not the type to heal.
Semicircles
We came out looking for a better life,
Evil carnal partners lapping everything in sight.
From our dismal desires came the need for more,
We were left alone, scratching at Eros’ door.
We hold our sadness so tight to our chests,
Like a precious disease that’s only ours to possess
We clamored and swayed, spewing mayhem in every way,
Until the night our paths crossed, when revelations were made.
The past is a vulture, picking at our sacred thoughts
Making us thrash at others until everything is lost.
Your passionate love was in tune with mine,
But the timing was wrong, our needs didn’t align.
Like an only child, selfish and brimming with fear,
Insecurities set in stone from underwhelming years.
Like semicircles, love was sent and received,
But nothing was returned, it sat incomplete.
You fought for what was good, I swallowed it whole,
Selflessness is your forte, something I can’t control.
But how I did love you, from the moment we met,
A feeling so pure, not of jealousy or regret.
I knew in my soul that this was divine,
That we had found each other in such frivolous time.
Your beauty incomparable, your cleverness and wit
Are insurmountable, they truly are your gift
Your awareness of others, your genuine kind spirit
Is worthy of envy, I admired and feared it.
Your intellect, creativity, your eye for the arts,
Your loving, kind nature, it all comes from the heart.
I truly am fortunate to have you love me like you do,
I cherished each day I had the chance to be with you.
If I could go back in time and make all the wrongs right,
I’d give it all up just to have us create a life.
Should I ever want to retire from this life
Leave my dreams and recluse into a boring nothing
Please remind me gently of how great life is
When someone introduces you to their world
There’s a lot to be discovered.
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