Don’t trust these people!
Watch your pockets… You wanna get robbed?
*****
Killed?
You’ll get caught!
“You’re going to be alright” - said with an amused smile.
We’re going home.
It’s going to be ok.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 7:27 PM UTC
If scales weighed the weight on Atlas; the bristling oceans, the sandy dunes gently falling on his shoulders. The winds carrying dark clouds accounted for and presented right before his lowered head…
What if his perceptions changed?
Right & Wrong suddenly became the same.
What if his morals where out of place?
If I could ask forgiveness. Would I put my nose to the ground or just show it in my resignation? The world is so strange to a grown child…
Atlas should just shrug it of and make this madness end.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
Violence and the blues, storms stirring all around, heart pounding, can’t stand the sound, banging on the bars.
BANG
Ribcage in pain
It’s a bird, open up, it’s in love with the sky.
Tasted flight and gazed down in contempt towards the ground…
Never was yours, it’s his now
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
Not the one to sound saccharin
I put a tear in Cupid’s eye
High expectations.
More likely a fear of rejection...
Losing imaginary infatuation.
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
- They're like bolts of lighting passing me by.
- It can be so static with all these emotions at the same time.
-I have all the explanations... rational-lies.
-Radical is sometimes what's on the inside.
-I know we're talking about lives, but if I was different it wouldn't make a difference to some of the brightest lights to illuminate mine.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 7:57 PM UTC
Angels ask why…
Why choose a perfect system?
Only to defile it with one imperfect being
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
Walls cover the grass.
Break them down, slide them to the side.
Tornadoes ripping on the lawn. Gently brushing by, making the sprinklers go off. Breaking the windows… kissing the doors
Volcanoes on my breakfast table, breaking the morning fast with a splash of lava squirting out.
A disaster; burning the village, breaking the bed… Leaving wrinkled sheets after it leaves.
She’s unbalanced and in need of a protector. But the laws are unbreakable. Fire breathing and constantly erupting the volcano is nearing destruction.
Violently coming over and over…
Burning everything in it’s way clinching to the ground for salvation. Still in unrest she falls asleep trembling…
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
You're on the other side of the Berlin wall, it's. I just. We're both holding it up and I feel like if I could let go knowing you would to. We could. We could. We could just let it crush us and I think we'd be happy under the wreckage.
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 6:15 PM UTC