Something in the air
makes me stare at you.
Something in the water
gives me these feelings
and tells me to do the things I do.
I don't even know you
I've only talked to you once
But I still can't help but
hold my breath as you walk by
avoid eye contact
giggle
act shy
this is ridiculous
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
You're dead to me.
A hollow corpse smiling back at me,
through the flickering lights.
Eyes blink,
Close them tight.
You're dead like the dusty gray leaves
that withered away with time.
Or the noises in the walls
that scurried past as we slept.
Quiet,
Slow,
Dangerous, but I've found
a poison more venomous.
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 6:32 PM UTC
Your body is porcelain,
Something to be smashed,
thrown off the edge into an abyss.
I see your blank stares,
and your wide black eyes.
You’re going nowhere in disguise.
Don’t talk to me,
I won’t talk back.
Don’t talk,
I can’t take it.
I have seen the devil in my microscope,
and I have chained him.
Locked away,
Never to be mentioned.
The spirit of man crawls inside me,
trying to get out of its cage,
to destroy me.
The fear of synchronized whispers,
slashing through the air at my words,
haunts me like a deep inferno inside my soul.
Quench my thirst.
Even if you’re full of lies, I’ll beg for more.
I’ll reach out, wave my hands in front of your face.
You reach out, showing others,
Only making a barrier that builds itself with time.
Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 3:14 PM UTC
Pebbles thrown at me
felt like boulders weighing me down.
But eventually I picked them up
and made a path on the ground with them,
and now
little snide remarks about my
style
feelings,
and attitude
are through.
Yeah-
you left me with some ammo I can use.
Jul 16, 2012
Jul 16, 2012 at 8:21 PM UTC
Walking down the hallways
with her wrong fingers crossed.
Head down,
glasses crooked,
hair all tossed.
Jul 16, 2012
Jul 16, 2012 at 6:13 PM UTC
I dig for treasure.
I dig for gold.
I dig for stories left untold.
I dig for passion hiding in the dark.
I dig for the meadow.
I dig for the lark.
I dig for knowledge.
I dig for truth.
I dig on paths already used.
I dig for people lacking spark.
I dig for a fire.
I dig for hearts.
I dig people.
I dig you.
You dig her,
she doesn't dig you.
She digs him,
He digs me,
and when we look up we see
past our shovels and mud,
we're all the same inside-
everyone.
We all have skin.
We all have bones.
We all have bodies.
We all have souls.
We all have livers.
We all have spleens.
We all have silence.
We all have screams.
We all have morals.
We all have lust.
And when we die,
We are all just dust.
I dig for treasure.
I dig for gold.
And I dig for dreams,
I dig for goals.
I dig not just for the future,
not just for the past.
I dig for the present.
Although it never lasts.
I dig for knowledge.
I dig for truth.
I dig for the trapped.
I dig for the abused.
I dig for you.
I dig for me.
I dig for everyone to see,
we are all just dust-
eventually.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
Okay, say I'm okay.
Haven't had the time
to think about anything else
but you today.
Too busy running things
around in my head-
thoughts of words left unsaid.
Oh, won't I get up
and do something about it?
Can't fight back
cause I don't know how,
but I can fight back tears easily.
Laying down under the sky.
Not free, but trapped by lies.
An invisible force lies within my soul.
I want to leave,
can't let go.
Don't.
Touch.
Me.
I can't feel a thing.
Nerves burnt,
feelings warped,
calloused heart that stings.
Don't.
You.
Look at me.
You pierce right through.
My lies hide the hurt inside.
If you really knew.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 4:29 PM UTC
Your'e going to have to try harder than that,
way harder.
The words you say just
go right through.
I've heard them a million times before,
and how could I not?
With all the guys I've been with
it's hard to remember who's-who.
Was it John or Drew
that gave the bear for Valentine's Day
or was that at the fair or zoo?
But anyways, it doesn't matter now.
It's you and me,
right now,
in my room
and even though you're a different guy,
there's nothing new.
I mean, I wish this time could be special,
but it's not.
I don't feel like it is,
and I don't have a girlfriend
to call and share my thoughts.
Well, maybe I should just give up on this
because I'm staring you down
and you're probably wondering
what my thoughts are
jumbling around.
I'll just say nothing-again.
Any you'll say "okay",
and I'll hope to God I'll be just that the next day,
because I want you to try harder,
I'll try harder to-
But I have to start with me,
not you.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
When I was young, I loved.
How naive.
Now that I know, you shoved
tricks up your sleeve,
it's me who will leave.
Yes, I will leave.
Blank stares with your wide black eyes.
Going nowhere in disguise.
Don't talk to me,
I won't talk back.
Don't talk.
I can't take it.
When your arms stretched to hold me tight,
they were strong.
Now your branches for your limbs
have done me wrong.
But I, despite all the fears you have caused,
will climb past your thorns
to say I've won.
Jan 25, 2012
Jan 25, 2012 at 10:58 PM UTC
I wouldn't say I'm a fortune teller,
but I knew just what would happen.
No words came out of your mouth.
Stapled shut.
And you're coming undone everywhere else.
When my eyes open to another cloudy morning,
I'll think about it.
You may think about me.
This is how it goes.
No words come out your mouth.
And then we're friends.
And we're friends,
and we're friends.
Then we come undone.
Jan 25, 2012
Jan 25, 2012 at 10:52 PM UTC