Mired
Viscosity
Visceral
Ferocity
lustful hunger
Screaming
Loner
tire
troubles
restless slumber
calming
peace
in Christ we keep
bowed
heads
Prayerful Thoughts
Heal me through a broken path.

It would seem, so it seems
that I have more time than anyone else
not in the mean time
or in between time
but real time.
It would seem, so it seems
that I make time for things that take time
not air time or prime time but
my time.

I will awash myself in sorrow
and seek to cry the saltiest tears.
If for that reason only you will chose me
above all others despite circumstance.
I shall be no more than Misery
Simply to state my need for Company.

Oh, what misery I shall joyfully bring
for games are not just for fools
I shall throw myself upon wretchedness,
unscrupulous morals
and dastardly deeds.
the best of Misery I endeavour to be
For the love of Company

And Company you shall be to my Misery
Endlessly, Completely, Eternally.

To you my thoughts do fly,
to carry these words
in the blink of an eye.
what words and thoughts you may ask,
well I hadn't thought of that when I began this task.
I only wish for you to know,
my feeling will remain the same
for it matters not how many time you go.

Life has a way of making fools of even the smartest mind and love is its greatest weapon.
life has a way of teaching us  the lessons we try hardest not to learn and even when we see the hit coming from a mile away, it still hurts like a motherfkr on impact.
hit one: being in love with someone you know sooner or later will replace you.
hit two: praying for that one in a million chance to move up from side chick to main *****.
hit three: knowing this side chick **** is hard while being the **** of  life's biggest joke, thinking I'm in love.

Here is a response I must give but cannot give to whom must receive it.
You feed the need.
A yawning dark and deep emptiness that lies within.
devouring everything it touches
dragging to its depths
an eternity of punishing hunger, wild and intense
gnawing away at the fabric of my mind, an emptiness that desires you
your presence,your warmth, your smell, your very soul.
to placate, to fill
I crave for you.
a yearning so maddening, it is frightening
But even as you fill, you increase the emptiness. crazed and rabid, I desire you still.
an ache as tangible as it is visceral
as painful as it sooths
as though I am caught in a fevered dream
tell me my perception from your reality
you feed the need, even as you cause the hunger still.

To you my thoughts do fly,
To carry these words in
The blink of an eye.

What words and thoughts you may ask.
Well I hadn't thought of that when I began this task.

I only wished for you to know,
My feelings will remain the same
For it matters not how many times you go.

Heavens know I love you with a lot of my heart
But you only love me so long as the car is in park.
You're neither here nor there; but mostly you're there.

Until you come around with pom and pageantry, acting like you never left.

Oh, look who the wind blew in.
In through the door and out through the window.

We both know you don't aim to stay,
So do your damage and go away.
Your kinda love, a girl can do without.

Speed up, roll out, breaks to the curve.
Everybody duck, everybody duck
Long legged, mac daddy is coming about.

We both know you don't aim to stay,
So drive by lover
go on
Hurry up and drive away..

I spend my days, in a haze, daydreaming
About somebody else's man.
I've got my head in the clouds and my heart soaring wild.
I spend my time daydreaming, about a man that aint mine.

I sit and I wonder, about the taste of his lips
I've seen him a time or two dozen around the way.
I watch as he go, to and fro, everyday
And I keep a wonder, wondering when its gonna be my turn.

I spend my days, in a haze, daydreaming
About somebody else's man.

Hello, hello old friend!
How's the weather up there on thy lofty perch?

Does it neither thunder nor rain?
Do you too not experience unexpected storms that toss and tumble things about just so?

Does your upturn nose not itch from the stench of your own narcissism?
Do you not fear the arbitrary nature of your own will, that it should grow a life of its own and tumble you down like a potted plant from a high rise window sill ?

Does your *** not hurt from how stiffly you sit? Fixed in your stance, relying solely on your own crooked opinions?

Hello, hello old friend!
Do your ears belie the sound of the condescension in your voice
And your eyes blinded by your own pretence to hide you from yourself?

Oh,
no wonder you cannot see further than your nose.

Something hurts.
A deeply painful hurt that seems to resonate from a place as deep as it is painful.
As brutal as the crushing pressure building from within lungs trapped under tons of water . Salted water drawn from earths own seas.
Something hurts
and it hurts something fierce, now there's water in my soul and an ancient ache in my bones.
Wandering under the pressure of it in a dark chasm.
Something hurts and it is not found of this earth. Its ache as foreign as distant lands.
Something, something hurts.
It makes a body weary and fatigued
Hard pressed not carry on  longer.
No heavier sigh has be found as a burdened one.
Something hurts and it tells me carry on no more. Let it be, let it rest, let it go
So let me be,  let I will this thing that hurts.

Something, something hurts and I will it not to hurt anymore.

Feeling you burning your way down my throat
The heat that you bring spreading through my blood
Slowly, slowly, rocking the boat
Your lingering scent on my breath

Let me, oh let me, drink from your lips
Getting drunk on brown liquor
Spilling all, the best secrets kept.

Don’t numb the ache
One shot down
Don’t blunt the need
Take another.

Getting drunk on Brown liquor

Bourbon, Brandy, Cognac
Straight up,
Mixed or
On the rocks.

Half seas over,
Two more fingers, Jack

Getting drunk on Brown liquor.