as she cries she
rests her heavy mind onto
the kneeled piano, rivers
running down patchwork cheeks, crashing
oceans on fire to the ivory keys, surrounding
the last song.
it will sound until the
wind that has been knocked,
kicked, slammed out
of her ceases to blow her
to and fro between
worlds, and
lays to rest her heavy
heart somewhere
in between.
she will not find her way to one,
or the other, and
will drift, arms
splayed, legs
splayed, hair afloat around a nowhere,
nothing face, and
her heavy soul will be forever
lost.
Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 1:05 AM UTC
After you leave, I smoke cigarettes until
I can go to the bathroom and
Throw everything up; all these stupid,
Useless feelings, and
They lie in the toilet until
I flush them away.
Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 5:02 PM UTC
there's not a day
that i don't
wish myself away;
i cant keep struggling
much longer.
there's not a way
that you can
make me stay
cause theres no chance for me
to be stronger.
somewhere,
(deep inside)
i believe that maybe,
maybe you can
save me, but
i know
that you don't have much
love to give
and no time
to persuade me, but
i
just want to let you to know
that i don't feel so low
when you're
around
and i
aint got the courage to be
free
but you help me
get my feet off the
ground; baby,
baby
its time for me to say
goodbye, for
i cant bear to cry
anymore,
and baby,
baby
my whole life has been a
lie
and its time for me
to soar.
Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 4:36 PM UTC
i have spent
too many days
in a home that is not
mine,
living
in a full house, a
house stuffed full of life, but
in an empty world, and
it is sad
to waste away
slowly,
alone.
Nov 9, 2011
Nov 9, 2011 at 12:29 AM UTC
what a simple question,
yet one i cannot ask;
why a simple question,
and so delicate a task?
am i a fool to go on this way;
will i be a fool tomorrow?
but what is it that i've to lose -
i've naught to lose but sorrow.
am i seeing things, in your eyes,
am i reading far between the lines;
such simple things, but i cannot bear,
to lose the softness of your hair
and other parts.
am i fooling myself into love,
a love that isn't real;
for you don't seem to understand:
it is i who cannot feel, and
i want, so much
simply to hold your hand,
to feel the tingles of your touch
but i know that you can't understand
that i am so far gone, and
a million worlds away from
your smell, your taste, your touch -
from your love, and i want it so **** much (to stay),
but i
am so far gone, and
a million worlds away
Nov 7, 2011
Nov 7, 2011 at 3:35 AM UTC
Between us there are
Scant inches, a
Microscopic amount of
Space, surging with the
Electricity of our silence, as
Everything
Unsaid lies over us, between
Us, everything lies
Heavily
In our minds.
I find that
There are so few places, now,
Left untainted with giddy
Memories, everything seems to nag me into
A nostalgic depressing, that
Leaves me
Lost, and desolate, desperately
Clutching at
Straws, reading
Between the lines, searching
For some sort of
Resolution, some sort of final
Absolution that will
Help me
Understand
Why
Everything has changed,
Why I
Have
Changed.
Between us, there are
Scant inches, but
Our minds are so
Far away, and
Miles apart.
Nov 2, 2011
Nov 2, 2011 at 3:39 AM UTC
I had Forgotten
about this place, where
we used to sit
together, speculating about
life.
I Found it, today, where we
used to laugh, and
kiss, and
I sat there
alone, feeling the
shadow of only months ago whisper
regrets
into my soul.
Sometimes,
the way that things
come to pass is
beyond my understanding, and
I am torn up,
shredded,
split into a billion directions, unsure of
where they will return to, where
they will go, but
I have Never cried over you.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 8:54 PM UTC
There was once an empty girl
In a too full world, a girl
Who returned to the Sea.
There was once an empty world
Full of nothing
And a girl who was full of wonder, full
To the brim, about
To overflow
And make a mess, about to
Marr the perfection of
Delusional people, who were so
Full of **** and full of
Themselves, full of
Everything and
Nothing at all.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 1:41 AM UTC
happily wander
soaking in the world
and every other option.
seducing
innocents, they drink it in,
**** them in
with illusions
of happiness and
dark eyed children, but
i see your
dark minded
soul.
happily wander
with assurance of
self, but
your
lust is
blinding you, as
is the world.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 1:25 AM UTC
How hard it is
To say goodbye
When all is left unsaid
How hard it is
To hear you sigh
Unwelcome in my bed
How hard it must be, for you
To have anyone
You choose
How hard it must be, for you
To have everyone
To loose.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 1:01 AM UTC