I grew up in here,
been here my whole life,
nothing better
really...
just isn't, the air’s...
just a tad sweeter than anywhere else.
It’s the water, or the hills... But who am I,
I haven’t seem far beyond my window,
I wish I could roam endless alone
In the forests, then, I’d capture
each ounce of daylight
like fireflies
in a bottle.
But now it seems,
here in this rundown castle,
Night is the only thing I treasure.
When the castle quiets I can hear the hills speak,
I feel
the ground breathing. I know not to listen to nobody about nothing anymore,
Cause
the earth and the trees, they’ve been here the longest,
we stand around,
thinking...
good...
cause we know something, but if theres one thing I know,
its that knowing ain't nothing.
I can’t wait for England, to see the world,
I feel like learning
though it hasn’t helped yet,
anyway,
I’m alone in this mind, this world is me, and I know nothing of it.
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
Dress up like your fathers and your mothers
Tonight you are alive
Dance like royalty
Tonight you are free
This is the peak
The mountain’s summit finally reached
You are the girl you dreamed you would be
Tonight is your wish
Hold tight to the sensation for the rest is a lie
Tonight is yours
Take the hand of your man
let him spin you until you can no longer see
You’ve made it this far
To those who will not feel this your life is a myth
To those who won’t know this your life is empty
To those who can’t have this you aren’t alone
Clear the void of love and stress-not
for you are the wish you’ve always had
Tonight you are alone.
Get rid of those disappointing tears for this was your dream
Time sinks in and the moment fades
Let the pictures hold the truth in your heart
Me
I am the majority
I hope.
Don’t tell me that was it.
I don’t want to be there again
give me the peace I deserved
I question the faces of those who were chosen
I ponder the looks on those who were not
I wish.
I wish I could've told them
I wish they could know
that this isn’t it
and that you are alone.
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
No one will know
Who you were
What you’ve been
But Me.
I know
The ***** path of excitement
Velvet skin of the seeker
Stop.
Don’t let the smoke caress your childish grin
Your torn jeans
Falling fears
Your broken heart.
You’ve been there
You’ve done this
Don’t do it again
The forgetfulness
the glimpses tell all
Sudden showings of the past
The glistening
your eyes tell otherwise
Don’t turn too far
Don’t fall too deep
Think.
As I continue to process
who it was
I used to call my friend.
Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
As a child, I was a fool
I remember in school, learning how to be successful
Work hard, save up, and then you can be happy.
I was never happy.
The constant rush of faces. People who didn't know me, said they did.
I felt like nothing.
to everyone
Bound to collapse.
I'm not happy
Where am I now?
Where am I going?
Most nights, I dream of an escape
being alone, distanced from everything.
But no.
Maybe I’ll just burn it all.
Everything.
A sea of ashes.
Floating away in a decrepit canoe.
Then I could be happy.
Then they would know me,
then I would know myself.
What If I just drove and didn't stop driving, the road my path, the wheel my fate.
But I can't stand the thought of knowing
knowing myself
A fool is happy
Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 10:37 AM UTC
Maybe someday
My lies will become truths
The future awaits
Take me and my blatant misconceptions
I wander searching
Acceptance, forgiveness, praise, simplicity
Why don’t I run
an orphan of society I wish
Streetlight glow and slushed faces
of hope, epicenter of wonder
Tell me.
I can only hope of genuine freedom
I am no maker, no progressive
Innovator by fault
Feel me
Catch me and carry my faults
Heavy and persistent
I don't ever want to leave
Tomorrow is a threat.
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC