overtly sentimental
slide my hand through hair
not to pretend i don't care
not to save my face
but to see
no pace
can help us flee
we're staying here
and we're not done
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC
the deepest of blues is always in home
it's never enough for you to remember
the other colours all stifle your thoughts
you're not 18 to go on a ******
twenty five is always an option
you thought about it sometimes
but pictures are no longer on paper
burning them can't be a crime
while i still need you to be
this impeccable version of later
you sip, forget and stare back at me
the deepest of blues is a faker
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 9:22 AM UTC
burberry smiles
don't spare the denial
you keep what is yours
and you keep it a while
but you is not yours
so don't try to be nice
a regular smile
will surely suffice
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 9:29 AM UTC
my legs are hurting in these shoes
the road is hurting in my chest
i tried so hard to dodge the ruse
that put me in this mess
so confiding in abuse
i denied to choose
the road we started to detest
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 6:11 AM UTC
i watched you sleep
i rushed to you
i trembled
at your feet
it's hard to cope
this missing link
this ransom hope
this crazy kink
you sip in me
you needn't
watch me sleep
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 6:10 AM UTC
no man's an island
but every man gets hurt
when essentially reminded
that as an island
he is made of dirt
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 7:32 AM UTC
so how's the whiteness of your eyes
i wonder if i'm still surprising you
and if i still imagine flights
of objects that you threw
is the red a sign of water
or maybe it's the lack of sleep
your aim thank god it falters
but still i crumble in defeat
i never thought this whiteness
has anything to do with you
sadly, no amount of colour blindness
can deny your eyes of blue
Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 12:10 AM UTC
steal me a weapon
steal me a show
take me a picture
and pack it to go
steal me a reason
to be a nice guy
ask me to marry you
and then try to cry
let me go running
let me get back
tell me I'm funny
then tell me i ****
after you crush me
pick me back up
steal me a Tourette's
and come in to rub
stare when i curse
while you **** me a show
I'll tell you i love you
you'll tell me you know
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:18 PM UTC
i know, i know life's too complex
you tell me everytime i drown
but you know, you know we flex
just enough to stay around
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:17 PM UTC
we are going straight to hell
that's what she said
we are saving a regret
to keep us cold along the road
"are we going to a party?"
i never understood her fret
but i took my coat and hat
and drank my final round
she didn't even try to answer
she just went for the door
as i looked wryly at the floor
"we are going straight to hell!"
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:16 PM UTC