Her
Look at her brows furrow as she focus
Never too close, never too far.
O, i dream to put my lips between them pair
Feel the creases soften beneath.
Caught myself in these absurd ideas,
When an idea about this she has none.
As I go deeper into this,
I see the imminent shatter of my life.
Distance will have been better?
Than to be close yet so far from how near I wanna be?
This alien current under my skin
Are sour and painstakingly swee
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
My heart's a paper written with ****
Crumpled, crunched and dumped.
I've always wanted her to feel it.
I've always wanted her to see it.
But her sight's blocked by desires of her own
She'll never see what she doesn't want to see
What I want is an abhorrence to her
A horrid scene that's imminently inexistent.
Never imagined I could hurt this bad
Never thought I'd be wounded this deep
I once thought in metal armor I am clad
But there's one thing she did, and my carcass exploded all over the place.
Wish I could slap it on her face how it hurts
Wish I could feel her caress and apology
But all I have left is me
All that's left for comfort is me
Cannot nail how this makes a square be four sided
Love won't, doesn't work one-sided
This double-sided life I'm living,
Will leave me in the end of the story grieving.
She never feels pain
She never gives up everything
She never let her walls come down
She's a one tough kid.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:57 AM UTC
Snapped out this morning from this languorous phase of time,
The grande-sized aftershock of loving too much.
When I cannot seem to make words perfectly rhymed,
My knuckles crackled as reminiscion went back to your touch.
Regret and remorse are on the same page today
As I lament the loss of the would and should be
Dear, would the script at the end be always sorry?
Or I just made cowardice and insecurity a part of me?
I talk bullcrap again and again with no gain.
Using words that makes you boggle in vain again.
I’d make haste and tell you my story
Just listen a while for I wont and I don’t want to tarry.
Well, I met this gal on a drab gloomy room on a tuesday.
I was taken aback for she came in vamoose-like doomsday.
You ever experienced this, when your sight crops to 4 by 3?
Background blurs and she’s completely all you see.
I could’ve went to her straight and say hey lady, I could’ve.
But I was held in my seat for bravery did I not inherit.
Numbers flew by and still I’m far from ready,
That until this day, I still don’t know what to say.
The days I’m with her, I’m only half alive.
Every word I say to her are either true or guarded.
How can I compliment as a friend and appreciate as a lover behind a wall that's 12-inched?
How can I hold her hand as a friend while my insides are turning-twisted?
I’ve wronged her seven shades of Sunday,
And I’ve been pained 32 shades of **** day.
Is the universe unfair to me for being ****** to not love her throughout?
Or not fair to her for this love of mine she has missed out?
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:54 AM UTC
My heart's a paper written with ****
Crumpled, crunched and dumped.
I've always wanted her to feel it.
I've always wanted her to see it.
But her sight's blocked by desires of her own
She'll never see what she doesn't want to see
What I want is an abhorrence to her
A horrid scene that's imminently inexistent.
Never imagined I could hurt this bad
Never thought I'd be wounded this deep
I once thought in metal armor I am clad
But there's one thing she did, and my carcass exploded all over the place.
Wish I could slap it on her face how it hurts
Wish I could feel her caress and apology
But all I have left is me
All that's left for comfort is me
Cannot nail how this makes a square be four sided
Love won't, doesn't work one-sided
This double-sided life I'm living,
Will leave me in the end of the story grieving.
She never feels pain
She never gives up everything
She never let her walls come down
She's a one tough kid.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:51 AM UTC