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667 · Sep 2012
Our Days Are Gone
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Time still turning around the clock
Ever so violently, scream at me some more
You never bother to stop
Or even emboss the impossibility
Of the negativity that they desire
To keep on achieving
Brand new human stains on the rug
They constantly mean mug us
As shoulders pass and touch
Reaching arms and fingers to find
The unusual line inside my fragile mind
Suppose that there was such a meaning
Behind this page or sometime before today
The words – I just can’t seem to grasp
The beeping sentences come from the erasers dust
Taking you away from me, my love
Moon mail, no mail, no male figure form
Only the hollow, shadowy figures home
Repeating his emotions and sad tones
*******, ******* and more *******
Speak again . . . say the word again
A word, again will change him and then
It could change me from what I see
Or would it be my utter insanity?

I believe that if you know it
Then there is no need to prove it
It bleeds through your words
It shines when you curse

Aloud. . .

The faster I live, the faster I’ll die
To be forever freed from this wicked life. . .
664 · Oct 2012
Mirror, Mirror
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
Isn't it strange when there are days
That when all that was once going well
Has been washed out in the rain
The entry point that I desire
Leaves me still and broken
My mind can't take in this denial
This wrong road that I have chosen
This feeling of regret, but no cause.

                                                         ­    No regret. No cause.
                                                          ­  Don't waste my time.

                                                          ­                                          I'm not holding on to them anymore
                                                         ­                                     Yet the devil is chasing me back to them
                                                            ­                                   But the Dark One; the Queen of Spades
                                                          ­                                         Took the Ace's Heart and held onto it  
                                                         
  ­                                                        She spoke secrets to him
                                                       & told the lightest of lies too.

The Ace's Heart had then been pawned into
an Ace of Spades
                              the poor fool.
All of because of her glorious face
the Queen of Spades.
                                Oh how beautiful!

                                                     Now speak only in a whisper. . .
                                                           Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
                                                         ­         Yes.          Yes.
                                     ­                                      Yes.
659 · Apr 2014
After the Storm
Andrew McElroy Apr 2014
I find myself
Sometimes
(But only then)
Thinking about it
(what could it be?)
Too. . .

What will happen now?

I have smiles some days
and on bad days I smile
the other way around and
Sundays are bad days
Because I can't remember
What happened for the last
Seven days; well you see
what happened was,
I left home for the west coast
and found myself a different home
and surrounded myself with a little bit
of friends in that little bit of shack.
Beer, fish, grass and waves, ****, girls, lights
and strange madness erupted
into the canal streets of that little fishing town;
It was beautiful.
Like a dream out of a movie.
Made straight out of Hollywood in the 1950's.

For a split-second I thought about going back home
I think I did for a day or two in my mind. . .
and then suddenly I woke up!
This time on the easy-east coast
In a fluster of sandy beach hippies - my family
and friends scattered out on top of the yard
Days and days and days and days of
Drugs and rice and sand, non-stop funk, horseshoes, beer, waves,
more grass and more beer, sunsets and sunrises,
and strange women with multicolored eyes
and all of their weird ways.

It all seemed like a wisp of smoke now . . .
But I'd like to say that I built a ship that will sail eternally
Through these stormy seas of our fragile lives.
We as this corroded house will forever withstand the winds
Of nature and time
In itself - in ourselves.

**We are one.
This one is more of me just collecting my thoughts than a poem.
Pay no mind, move along. . . slowly.

<3 ***
640 · Apr 2013
Look Up
Andrew McElroy Apr 2013
I hurt
          to be
                                                                                   seen                 by



                       Someone
                                        
                                                     other than

                                           the     other
                                                                                                                                Someone
          that                                  I
                                                      must
                                                               hurt
                                                                                                          to       see.
637 · Oct 2012
That Only Works Sometimes
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
Where have you been?
Someone must have died or something.
The end could not lie about the others,
They could only see what was there before your birth.

The fast death of a politician
The eternal birth of a caged bird

A single moment in history that completed
the story that was unknown.
An unknown ending to the portrait
that was burned before completion
and the error that was caused after
the burn.

Would it bleed?
Could it form to be an answer?

So speak of the scent
that flows through my hands
every time you greet me on this holy land
And every time I kiss you
under these stars that have yet to show you
the stock pile of ammunition that they have stored up
to send us to Mars and back.
It's an amazing story.

A long awaited awakening for the sleeping beauty.
The instant unexpected death of the crimson beast.

Midnight samurai's and early morning assassins
Will die before our love will.

Just lie still
                    &            
                       you'll see it.
632 · Jan 2013
The Bee In My Eye
Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
I'll curse your name forever
Like a Bible thrown from
A broken balcony in the shady Havana

Low-life carpet roach
Approached me around noon
Or so I assumed

The absent minded assault
On ******* gun control

Laws or branches
Ripped from the
Family

Tree; besides myself
Beside myself

a ghost

The reflection on the door
Your hallway
Is a paradox

Choose *****,
                                  hardtimes,
                         lose,
                                                     ****(s)
                                       bad

It's so abusive
                          his language
His usage
                     a strand of hair
                                                 in a book
upstairs;                                                                      three

                                                        more times
                                                        more tunes
                                                                                                      Can you see it?
                                                                                                      Can you bee?
620 · Oct 2012
AH! You're So Dead.
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
What do you do when all you have left is your mind, wandering?
When your heart is in constant limbo with right and wrong,
If you try me, I will **** you.
Remember my words solider.
I will rise up!
I will bury you underground.
Come on...

Ask about my mind and heart again.
Come test out these waters of turmoil
The oil isn't ****.
It's your way of looking around when your understanding
Isn't the most understanding thing about looking around.
What is going on around you?
Can you see the bridge ahead?
We are going under...

Stiff lies and ***** drinks make your mind wonder and think
About the last paragraph that you read
Remember the price that's on your head
When I find you, you are so dead.
******* try me!
Take a quick sniff of the load of **** that is your life
It's all a lie.

But it will be over soon.
And then you will be completely consumed
By the fire, that is your life.
Which is a lie.

Take one quick look around
Do you see where you are?
You are in my world boy,
Soon to be taken over
By the black water
Around the bend.

The end.
The fire.
611 · Aug 2012
Comet Crashing
Andrew McElroy Aug 2012
Spit it out
Say it please
I am begging you!
I want you.
I want you
To say it now!
Laugh out loud
Confuse yourself
From another window
Another opening away
Eyes on fire
Seek me out
Find me hiding
Scared of the magic
In your eyes
I love your mind
The slowest of kinds
But special like mine
Although my cards are all spent
I am still here and alive
Breathing, seeking, failing
Living in the wrong place
Always falling

You will learn the secret of life
God will grant you only one time
To make this night
The decision to make this right
Maybe I want you
You should think and then speak

Comet crashing--
Spilling my ashes into your dusty eyes

I loved you.
604 · Jul 2014
before me
Andrew McElroy Jul 2014
I think of you,
when I see the stars    

&

I am reminded
of what little light it takes    
to see true darkness.
604 · Nov 2012
A Pile of Bones
Andrew McElroy Nov 2012
Earth and space collide in the dark**
&
During that night we almost forgot about the Giver,
The Giver that gives tears for fears
and the Giver that can lead you to the end of the tunnel
to see the infinite expansion of darkness unfold.

Dark sky, please bleed down on me
Unleash your holy fury and give me back my world
Release your hold, the death-grip unknown
The eyes that stare and make me wonder
Where on this earth you have gone

O’er sea
Or somewhere into the ocean deep
Way down South with your brothers and Father
Across the bridge running from me
Seven miles wide with the edge only a few feet away

Load your gun and feel the sun come over the hills
and melt the skin right off of your bones

I've said it before
and I still don’t know
Will I ever go home?
Am I really this hollow?

Please tell me if this is so
My pretty little ghost

Please save my soul
But don’t let me know
603 · Nov 2012
The Following
Andrew McElroy Nov 2012
Down is the new up;

How ****** is that?

It's all twisted around into this sickness that everyone enjoys

This mass hysteria to be weak minded

To be a piece of flesh prying off of the shin bone onto the fence post

The pain feels so good; the hurt is almost too easy


Watch as the ground swallows my blood

It takes it in to add to the collection of the centuries that fought for us

I fought for us and slowly drowned in the undertow that took you away before

The light did and I can not be afraid of this being that lives in my mind.

I feel as if I must die tonight for this to ever be anything more

Than a waste of time or for my life to be a waste of time.


But then will someone come and take my place?

The keeper of the black heart in which you so bestow.


I felt pain creep in and I stumbled naked down the hall to the bathroom where there would be no doors
                      
                          to hold me back from the other side of this world that I do not yet know.


                     Until tomorrow my love,
    
                                                               You will never know. . .

                                        My love until the tomorrow, which I will never know.
598 · Oct 2012
Kelsey
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
Go to sleep.
Open up your dreams
To begin the amazing thoughts
and beings that conform
and reside around
the confusing words
that live in your mouth.

Lay with me,
Die with me
Open me up,
Twist me all around
and then put yourself in
Begin to see the inside of me
Inside the walls of my lungs
The black and graffiti’d walls
Wonderful, so good to be
All night, alright

What happened to you,
While you were inside of me?
Did you drive to the mighty sea?
Did you see the artist at work?
The girl in bed.
The man so lost.
The confusing air.

Mind of mine,
Lose your blues…
Use the abuse as the juice
To squeeze and drain
and inject into the veins
of this wicked country
Into your tattooed arms
Into the mind of your God
and your empty spirit.

Colliding and spinning…
Colliding and spinning…
589 · Jul 2013
Of A Home
Andrew McElroy Jul 2013
Inside the hall
Of mirrored scars
The images make
Hollow words stain the
Mind to the core.

My only way out is through
Thoughts of your eyes, but
Often they flood the
Reflection of us, on and
Off of the screen
Of our broken window.
The foundation shakes out
Shiny pieces of good times
Hidden inside of the
Walls of our rusty filing cabinet.

Stained with old tears and fears
With no clear sight of
The things that brought me here

****** shame it is that the
Residue is still stuck in place there.
From ashes to car crashes
Your('e) feeling like this just might be your
Last chance to say anything back.
Kiss it away.

All
At
Once

It
Will
(Dis)*appear.
560 · Mar 2014
On A Sunday
Andrew McElroy Mar 2014
I certainly shattered
All the remains of your stone heart.
But not on purpose,
Just out of a sudden urge.

I needed a mess to clean up.
I had to walk barefoot across the tiled floor just a few more times.
I like the designs my feet make: ****** quarter moons with each step I take

Six or seven tiny pieces
Shimmy their way deeper into my heel
I look at it as your way of making a solid path through the shady forests of my soul
And making yourself at home
In the bending tree branch house
Which has nurtured my tortured heart
Back to assembly line standards.

Just as my hands begin to cramp up,
My fingers slide back out.

What a future proof idea;
To turn around and find one that
Could withstand the force for a few years longer than the rest.

What is your bet?
So close yet so far away.
553 · Apr 2013
When?
Andrew McElroy Apr 2013
At about
                                   Nine o' clock

                                                          ­                                                           Before

The end
Of
The month
Of
My birth

     I will
                 Not
                         Be
Standing here
                        On
                         this
               dying
      earth

                                              ­                            Without you
                                                           My love
      I will
                         Be                                                  
Standing   ­              somewhere              
                                                                ­                                             above                                
                                                                ­ up
                  way                                 ­                             star
                             ­               your
with

In my                                                               ­                                                                 ­             right eye

with
                                             the
                  on                                   ­                              moon
                                                          ­       my
                                                          ­                                                     neck

    The scars    will
Be               on
      the sun
and             I will
         still
Be           on
                     another
     planet

Watch                 for                                              it


H    y     ­ a         s            a   n         d             S   t  e            n    o     r     n      c h  u s          
L      i           q          u      i   d   c  r     y      s   t a     l   s     an d  S e   a    H o   r s e s    
A           c   e             r     a        o   r        t     h   e     W  i   t c    h    e    s      D  a   n  ce          

Iwillmeetyouonthefaceofthesun
Oratthebottomofthe­sea

                                                        I'm waiting for you to tell me.
553 · Nov 2011
27 Right?
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Oh, I can see your eyes

Searching out across this silent room

Looking close by for someone

That may understand you

Oh, I can feel your eyes

Peering over every secret spot of my body

Needing to be moved by someone else lately

Can you see my eyes?

These eyes of a blackened mind

Wandering, lost somewhere in time

Can you feel my eyes?

Tearing off each thread of cloth

From your body of gold

To the earth from the stars

You are reeling in this love

You are pulling at this heart



Love,



I wonder if they can see our eyes…

Giving each other time,

To admire the smiles given in between

You left so fast I had no time to speak

My words all left so fast

Just so that you wouldn’t leave

Don’t fall away from me

Please fly away



Amazing,



I won’t lose you again.
553 · Sep 2012
Replay
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Suddenly,
We were appearing
Out of the north
In the sky
Out of the dark
In between the scenes
Of night, in the city
Of bright lights
Out of nowhere
You appeared
Into the atmosphere
Like a spirit
Up above
In between
The sky
And the stars
The night
Out there
In the moment
The movement
Sky-lit drive
Into the moonlight drive
Into your heart that's mine
Disappear
Now into the mighty night
553 · Sep 2013
Cool Static
Andrew McElroy Sep 2013
I have an idea of the future.

Bleak and stale.
It's salty **** licked at my neck
Then turned and let me be
A solid hammer of stone.

&

I smashed, smashed, smashed
Away at your T.V.
And pulled your hand through,
All the while;
Your lips just keep saying no
and no, and so I let you go
and let the sweaty sand drip off
Of my boney fingertips.
As if it was my way,
Of letting your scent go
Away with the
Summer-time *snow.
548 · Nov 2011
Day Of Rain
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Beautiful scenes
of nightmares
& dreams.
In my vision,
streams of colours
leave like strangers
passing me by.
547 · Nov 2011
Home, Alone
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
This is it

Little by little

It has become what it is today

A common demon

                             lurking

******* up what I perceive as real

But what are you?

Do you get grouped into that theory?



Make believe

                     the present future day passed by me

…………………………………………………………………………..

Although I put cracks in the ground where I step

I carry no weight that a man could not get

Many different times I wonder                 about it

                                                    not worry

            Just looking down upon my feet

                              breaking

                   ­                my

                                bones



                                   no.



alone                                                          ­       with her

           with her                                       alone



                                  yes.



Smile kid you’re almost home

          Pick your head off the floor

                         Take the **** of the fact

                                    That you won’t see them anymore



  I almost made the mistake of dying to soon

          But my soul has a heartbeat of its own

Shook me still when I was awake but ******

       The river flows and carries me slowly on



Downstream,

                           Life’s changing,

                                                      ­   Deep breathing,

                           Gone from it all,

I’m going home.
540 · Jan 2013
Guess Not
Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
This is a spoken accident
I can't
I won't
Lose you again
I've said it before
and the **** of it all
Is I still can't remember them
The last time I left
I got stuck in a rut
In a solid state of seclusion
A twisted knuckle
In the seams

You can't go there again
Don't do this
I'm lost completely.

I love it

****.
540 · Jan 2013
Today
Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
The vultures are circling around
Is it my time to swing
around to you? And you
see me around today
and say be alive too
Please!
Keep that smile

A twenty minute walk
and
A whole day cleared
of that Tuesday morning
Funk

Say cheese!

Oh ****
you
knew better
.
539 · Oct 2012
Nothing Will Shine Again
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
Oh strange,
Death calls on me.

She wakes me up with a plain stare
I can't believe it,
Started out on a plane
Woke up falling out of the air
They threw me out of the way
Would this nightmare cease to be?
The solid death-grip that holds tight
The strangest message that was never told right
The state of mind isn't parallel
The lines are unequal

Can you, will you speak to me, again?

The sun vanished out of your eyes
It spanned across a vast yet empty horizon
& these unknown trees & separated bones.
A controversy of these empty rows
The rules, the messages.
Don't forget your mind before nine.

Will you understand the book that I write?

It won't add up in your mind
It is impossible to subtract down the time
I've always ****** at math
I guess I'm no essay writer either
Oh well, **** it, **** it, **** everything, man.
& **** everyone!

I've just about ****** over and ****** everyone
Thirty-five plus all the others
That time has stolen from my mind
So much darkness surrounds my life.

I'll take that final step tonight. . .
533 · Aug 2012
Pure Insanity
Andrew McElroy Aug 2012
Here it is
One twenty in the morning
AM – Andy McElroy
Not tired yet, mind is racing
I had to leave that house
Energy is was too strange
Maybe it’s just me
Yeah most likely
Strange like me
Black like me
**** that book
**** this book too
This entry from hell
You’re from hell
I guess I’m going there too
****… We should’ve found a better reason
To fall through with the question
Of an unopened truth
Please try and explain these to the world
Let them see
The… the pure, uhm… insanity of this thing
This tortured mind that can barely write
A ******* poem if his mind depended on it
I’m glad that I don’t depend on them
Actually I lied, I do
They lead me to the lead gun
To shoot my clip out onto the town of hate
That I hate so much
Hate is a strong word
But I’m sick of them both
And them too
**** this ****
I think I’m through with this too

I love you.
532 · Nov 2012
A Shift In Evidence
Andrew McElroy Nov 2012
Oh, how I love all
                                  
                          ­         of your collected sighs

The screams and the moans
                                                      
    ­                                                     that you give away at night

You may not know these things,
                                                         ­     
                                                                ­              But oh how I love them all.

You also don’t know this,
                                                           ­                                              but you share many colours too.

During your times of madness and sadness
                                                         ­               
                                                 ­                                                                 ­                            you paint my world

Red
                                                      ­                            
                                                                ­                    Yellow
                                      ­                                                         
       ­                                                                 ­                                                                                        ­         Blue
So I take them all in,
                                                           
                                                    and I love them
                                                            ­                                                
                ­                                                                 ­                       just about as much as
                                                              ­                                                                 ­                               
                                                                ­                                                                 ­                              I love you.
528 · Dec 2012
. . . Ariel . . .
Andrew McElroy Dec 2012
God?
Angel!
Too near to me;
Why is it that
I am floating too close
To them?

And yet. . .
I am here again,
At the crossroads - a hollow point;
You can't
Follow anyone
But your heart.

Remember me.
Remember. . .

The night. . .
It was more than enough.
Angel?
God!

Let us be. . .
Ariel climbed the Hill
     and claimed everything
I knew. . .
526 · Oct 2012
The Woods Inside You
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
The little y that marks the spot
Behind the white sweet spot that
Holds the truth behind your smile;
Lies upon the sugar laced shoulders
That are wrapped in your perfect skin
Underneath those dark clothes
That you and I love so much
and your black fingernails
That left the deepest scars
Down the left and right sides of my spine

The sweet caress of your modest *******
Is the feeling that I love best,
When your chest is against mine
In the middle of the night.
My love.
Oh dark one. . .

I caught the smile of a dead girl
On your right side, the brightest side
If you even believe that for a second
Before your eyes caught mine
There were no alarms
But now I can see them, your eyes
and I can still feel your smile
Every ******* night that I try and forget
But your precious ghost hides inside of it.

Can you walk with me awhile?
Spend the night a least a hundred miles
Outside of the usual styles that you are used to.
I have been used too.
Put on display like the ******* last page
That I will never write again.

I swear.

You will see a new beauty behind these trees
and a cool openness of these arms to please
Your closed senses and to plant new kisses
On the sweet cherry lips
Of your holy face.
526 · Sep 2018
3 (9 words)
Andrew McElroy Sep 2018
How many
years had it been?

I
couldn't
remember...
wow. what a thing life does to you when you stop holding on to so much and step away from things. it has been a crazy ride. but I'm still here.

somewhat.

somehow.

i've missed you



all
521 · Nov 2012
Can It Be?
Andrew McElroy Nov 2012
I can’t see the light from the light house
From all of this heavy smoke;
The layers of fog form on this empty ocean
And cover my only sense of hope.
The new ghost in my home
Now shares with me the stories
From the old souls that collect around
This holy place, this black hole.

Let me know when you get here. . .

They connect the scrambled pieces of time
That were dropped from the family
The opening hole now gaining strength
By pulling out the memories from my mind.

Oh go now, go away now old soul, old soul
Go away slow, but never slow enough
It’s never slow enough for them.

Can we leave in the night?
I ******* hate today and everyday
For whichever one matters.

Split into two sides;
That are always fighting for the infinite light
The question is, can you see without it?
The life sustaining glow from above
How about the one that brings eternal death from below?

When will I love again?
When will we see?
The obvious signs in life,
We can never be.

                                                    Take these words of advice
                                                          ­             &
                                                        don’t ever love me. . .
519 · Mar 2012
Hurry Home
Andrew McElroy Mar 2012
Where are the meanings?
Who were they writing about on the walls inside their minds?
When was I gonna go home?

No more worries about what tomorrow will bring.
No longer forgetting where I came from.
Will the prolonged status of my arrival bring life again?
My man, my friend.

Were the mistakes I made all a part of my re birth?
When I fell off and came back down and then got so high, so high with you girl.
I found God.

So breathe in, breathe in,
Hold it inside and never let it die.
So smile now, smile now.
I'm on my way to a perfect life with this happiness and the angel mist that blooms around my insides, so bliss.

Remember me now for always and forever
I'm always speaking of forever as if I know it like a friend
But I do not
I know not of the future aspects or present accidents.
I wonder if they'll be okay with this or be alright with the mist the blows about my insides.
Probably not though...

But I'm okay with it
I'll be alright soon enough
Outside the world of the freakish ghouls and snake eaters.
I will **** them with my hands and fists and knives of glory, of ******, glorious, holy fury.
How long will I withstand this hurried worried mighty angry misunderstood feeling.
The longest night, the shortest day
Will it be long?
Before long, yes.
517 · Feb 2013
Inside The Gun Fight
Andrew McElroy Feb 2013
Am I just a pawn
Yet to be
Played out?

I see the eyes that see mine
and I feel their strange smiles
Creep up and down
The edge of my crooked spine

Could you get the time?
(Even if you knew it)
To look at me, not through me
(Now is your chance to prove it)

Show me what you're worth
Are you worth it?

Am I?

This is just completely unnatural
A force of nature
That is just completely unreal
For my heart to cure

Brown, black, yellow and red
My heads are on fire
With the unknown problems
That I hold and I hold
A ring full of broken keys
I wonder which doors they will open

For me,

My body just can't seem to get enough
Of their lovely poison.

The crooked legs of a girl lost in the wilderness of my black eyes
Gathered up all the information needed to even begin to write down
The true meaning behind me and the truth behind these untold lies.
514 · Jun 2012
Try This!
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
In this body that hold
My fears collaborate with dreams
and they shake my foundation
My balance of ions
cookies of chips in the minty air
sticking to my ribs and inside my lungs
my recognition becomes a new home
a face in which I live for
a home and I am not there anymore
So when the fourth day is through
I will be again with you
          there
they will come aloud out now
so how, when would it be now
remind me of my mortality
remind me that this is only an illusion of their false reality
only an imagination of harsh content
completely ****** up the opening
flash borders with guns
cash orders us more guns
shoot away at the milk in a moldy carton
that is breeding more and more mellow mold
put the car in drive and take me somewhere far
away
awayaway
away
what a strange word that is
life
another one
left
to find nothing
home
to find rain
rain
rain
come today
and then
come again tomorrow
okay
no more
no more
life
away
from
home
rain
will
find
you
.
514 · Jan 2012
Lost One
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
I’m tired
Completely exhausted of my flames
But yet I’m still burning
How could I feel anything?
When my inside is a fire
Burning all that it sees

O death
Save me now
Release me from this prison
In which I am held

Against my will

I feel the echoes fall upon me
Arousing lost senses of the old me
I forgot where I was for a bit
Hidden under some stones
Of a man that had no home
And barely a soul
Big enough to withstand
The pressures of this wretched world

**** this wicked world

The eye of the seeker is upon them
And me and my eye too
Are searching for the better land
But not here

Oooh…
511 · Jan 2013
You Are Under Attack
Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
It is all I can think about
The stars, the years
Passed through
Sudden shivers of
The spine, the heart
Come over here
But don't knock too late
Another love will arise
Just like the morning
The next day; I follow too close
Into your old forest
The closest dose of ember dreams
On the memory of a candlestick
Years and years of minds melting
Together into stories that have
Stained the bloodstain back to
White, black, green fools - a hammer
Beat me loose
Unfold the peel, the grass outside
Inside my lungs
In two pieces
Into peace
We'll fall hand in foot
Tongue and mouth

**** the dye out of my shirt
The blood from the dirt

No closet freaks
No connecting beats

She connected me to her ear
I've never heard such fear
509 · Nov 2011
So Worry About Grey
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
There is a storm on the horizon
The winds have picked up
And lifted the thoughts out of everyone
There is no more sane order
Or country line border
The circuits have blown their mainframes
The frameworks aren’t adding up
You tried…
Yeah, I tried
You probably cried
When the winds took up the roof
Above you the sky seems so unclear
But it looks like clear heaven to me
These dark grey skies of redemption
Saving my every word ever written
Save your selfish *******
That wasn’t my intention
I just parted ways with the storm
She took her path of destruction
And I lie here awake in eruption
Hello, no thank you
Goodnight don’t wake me
I thought that you wouldn’t see me
So don’t talk to me
She’s so happy
You’re all mad
Be in the moment
Not in the thought
Not in the bag
I want this to be locked up
But in reach of the arms that want
The blue sky
They need it
They need a ****** up story
The last poem
Just one more poem she said
And then I can **** you off
In my head


She said...
495 · Aug 2012
Lonely Soul
Andrew McElroy Aug 2012
Walking in the cold
Just keep on flying
You will find the gold
Underneath the school
Ground to be found
Around the likely to be lost faces
I spoke too soon about the exit
Outside of the rainy doors
Save me lord
Push me into the path
Of a lonely soul
I’m a lonely soul
Smile for me
Lie to me
Die with me and see
The beauty
Beautiful words
Unfinished lives of mine
The mutual slump
Between our souls
In between the holes
That I’ve dug
While searching for the truth
and losing while trying to find you
Your golden hair
No more darkness there
Almost lost it here
And then you chopped up my heart
Put it in a blender and pressed start
and quietly said…

“Goodbye lonely soul.”
494 · Nov 2011
Lost At Sea
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Complete loss of all ideas
Shut down like a VCR store
Forgot everything I love
(Nothing is real)
My castle was destroyed
On the east-side, high tides wash away memories
Every night, Everyday
Dunes block the souls lost at sea
Searching for closure on the dark bay
Will they never return to me?
You know the answer to this question
I can see you in my reflection
(Nothing is real)
I feel them pulling me under
Loving the rip tide
Breathe in the salty solace
Gone by low tide

This will all be forgotten from my mind

How can you fix this?
Breathe in the ocean air
Take time to remember
The last time we were together
The first freeze of the winter
On the last day of November
Our hearts will be better
All with a change in the weather
Nothing is real.
493 · Oct 2012
Wonder Full?
Andrew McElroy Oct 2012
It’s* always the same

Everyone, Everything

It’s all the same

I want to see you

The naked truth

Clothed armies of your mind

Closed hallways aren’t the kind

To heal and regret nothing

You’ve always struggled, with that

Wondered – Power up

                                                           ­                                                                 ­             Unexplained mysteries

The missing pieces

The stars between us

I’m over it almost

Stay forever naked by the phone

I have no soul

Your words are missed

No conscience


Falling in,      and not,        floating out,        of it anymore


Find the God

The home




                                                                ­                                                                 ­                             **Burn it
492 · Jun 2012
Vuck Falentines Day
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
It's hard to see us on this bright day
When you're sitting all alone in your head
Before you continue, I must say
For the past two weeks I've been fighting back death
The sickness has finally caught up
To you... I am just a person
Trapped under this rolling rock
To me... I am the monster
Hidden behind your door that is locked

You reeled me out then cut the string.

It's hard to see how this love works
When you're standing in a dark and empty hall
No ceilings, No lights
No ending at all
Just you and your lonely black heart
Beating. Screaming out to the wall
Take the clock down. Reset.
Rewind the tape. It's over.
Be sure and retrace your steps
To find nothing at all. No lover.

It's hard to see how beautiful you are
When the thirst for something is always more
You hide your face in material scars
Just open those eyes and unlock the door
There you'll find a mirror and a heart
Take a good look and think back to the start
Maybe next time you'll choose the right one to break
I hope that it's that thought will keep you awake.
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Falling, falling, falling . . . down
Oh how sweet the sound
That my body makes
When it meets the ground
On the day that you brought me down
The nights that passed without a sound
Your life has been so unlike mine

Care-free

I can remember a time when I used to be
But that now has turned into a vague memory
You see, what I see
It is true beauty
I see beyond what others dream
You and I alone, together in peace
Could you believe in a thing like that?
Would you be able to keep me from turning back?

I don’t know
I don’t know, my dear

My sweet yet dark angel

Your heart fights it
But you know you want to see it
The questions you own
Are the answers that I hold on to
They are what I cling to at night
So go on pretending
That I’m not everything you want
I want your everything
Your anything, just do one thing my love
Speak to me with your eyes
Just give me a sign that it will be alright
Come breathe deeply with me tonight
                           &
   We can come down together.
                     Just right. . .
486 · Nov 2013
True (10w)
Andrew McElroy Nov 2013
What have I done?

Filled the lines in
with *******.
479 · Jul 2012
There Were So Many More
Andrew McElroy Jul 2012
There are so many styles
Behind the many treasons
Inside the miles
Beside the aching reasons
That you’ve sold to me.

Find solid ground outside of town
Outside of your mind
Your third eye is closed
Open it up and begin to live
Like tomorrow is today
And yesterday
We will be okay
All of their faces there
were lost inside
My mind likes to keep things to itself
Away from me
You’ve been away from me
Are you still the same?
Or am I the only one who has changed
I hope my face will stay the same
and my eyes still stay covered with lame excuses

Of

Why I can’t see you again tonight
So, I’m gone…
I’ve gone away
I’m a ghost in your mind
Your third eye is closed
So open it up
and reveal the truth inside
the true terrors collide
with your best dreams
and colours aren’t what you see
But ninety shades of grey hidden in between
Your memory of what has been ****** since
They tore your heart out
and ate you from behind the seams
Behind the scenes of my worst day
You were there in my head
You’re gone
You’ve gone away
Follow the reaper to the cellar
Hear my voice call out

I’m going away now
Too late to say everything
Now
You say…

I’m gone
I have gone away
Try and figure me out
Now…
479 · Nov 2011
Left
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
The persistent ringing of their voices are left

Buzzing about in my brain

I wonder about what tomorrow will bring

I miss the yesterdays and todays

I feel the memories of love and hate through her life

I am broken by this

A life in which was in need of repair

I am in need of repair

Remembering the better days

And not forgetting your sad face

In my mind they circle around

Time after time.
477 · Sep 2012
Words Mistaken
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Words spilled out
broken up
burned away
ashed out cash out
take the last wave out

our fragile intakes

complete the sentence
    the red fox. . .

words mean nothing
when your mind is closing
words mean nothing
when your not listening

I'm not listening
I have not been listening
have you been hearing this
or is the damage to your head
to severe
to severe
to severe

way more than you'll ever need my dear
is this a sign of the end

are we losing this?

words not spoken
they understand
nothing
477 · Jan 2012
33 33 33
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
Wait, the sun is coming
She is rising to my eyes
They are falling from existence
I am growing a hate for this persistence
Lying back in an open field
I fall short of what I thought was real
Should've kept an easy head
Just kept on talking about big ideas
Left behind what I thought was correct
and put in something else to cover it
Paint the town red
With my blood
Color their dreams and shut them out
You can't get enough
Live for their lives and never feel a thing
Too numb from the contact
                                               come back
Come back from the false reality in which you live
You'll go to hell for what your ***** mind is thinking
You'll live in a false array from how you're living
                                                calm down
Calm down those hurried thoughts
Breathe in your last few breaths of us

The fire is beginning to freeze
It's beginning to freeze
                                                 almost home
You are almost home
They can't feel you anymore
All souls can't come back when the fire is to hot
Some just choose to live the life
Burning alive in the flames of their lies
Got to keep an open mind
Have to keep one open eye
On the last day of July
I fell for her sunshine
It cost me an hour of my time
What a simple thing to gain
Nothing to waste but a week of her time
It will come back with the passing fall
Let's hope no one calls
Go away in the last summer of this year
The first summer of my life
It feels good
I feels good
I feel good
I feel God
I fell, Go.
Now just go for it!
Take what you have and learn your own life
Keep the knife by your side
The whispering ghost will ask
"Where have you gone?"
and
"Where are you going?"
"Do you know me?"
or
"Will you die by the fire of your lies?"

Don't.

Don't be a victim in the battle of love
In the war of webs from the basement
The light shines through the undertow
I am what I am and that's all I know
.
471 · Jan 2019
Straight Through
Andrew McElroy Jan 2019
Like a wave of cancer
it swept over me
and I couldn’t answer the question
yet again
it penciled me in
a stairway by the door
I was watching the clock
tick slowly away
and I’m still here somehow
stuck in the madness
the night I figured out
that one day this just might return
back again in the hallway
I decided to open up
I changed my mind
No luck on that side
So until then I’ll keep on swimming
Until I find my way
Through your ocean of sickness

Let’s see...
What is this?
471 · Jun 2012
L0\/E?
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I feel a euphoric wave of love
When you kiss my lips
I hear a faint whisper, Hello
When you embrace my ears
With your words
You can make hearts stop
Make stars drop
I see an angel
When I open my eyes
I feel your touch
In the hazy night

The taste of your sweet lips
Will never be gone
You hold the world’s treasures
On the tip of your tongue
Long waves of hair
Smother me every hour.
Eyes sparkling diamonds
So overpowering
Like an ocean of waves
You bring thousands of waves
To demolish my beach
Every night.
How do you do it?
Let me in
I need your touch
You want my love?
You need my love.

In this starry night
Two starrs have crossed
They have ended in lust
Down falls the dust
It covers us up
And ends the night
with love


a stranger in the crowd.
465 · Oct 2013
Don't Ask Why (10w)
Andrew McElroy Oct 2013
I
Fall
In
Love

Too much,

But
It's
Never
Enough.
464 · Sep 2012
Obvious 1
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Things are not now as they have always been
People change when the times get strange
Could you have been there?
Still stolen - frozen in fear
Taken far back by the moment
Her silent violence broke my fall
His violent silence made me want to **** them all
Get the details of the life to be taken and then go missing
Take all of your remaining pills and drown in serenity
I found the only cure for fate . . .

Let go of everything
            and wait
  for love to take
          its final shape
461 · Jan 2012
It says this...
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
It’s about time to say this out loud

Scream to me, scream to me now

I wonder if, I wonder how

This could ever make any since
To anyone that may read this
Or try and grasp the sense

Of my words through the font on the page

Like the letters that will never be sent
Or the last kiss that won’t be given
And the sin in the whisper of the ghost
That left me smitten, for her

I want to disappear into your eyes
Lose them with my song to the sky

Lay down in a lost city of gold
Somewhere out there in her forest of old
I’m cold, I’m so cold

Let’s lose the snow and find the sun
Run, run with me
        RUN

Can you stand to be outside the lines they draw?
I don’t think I’ve ever been there before
Or in their common dream of a star

The last lines that could be drawn, would be

If I could just draw you a picture
That would show you my face

I would wonder if I would be remembered
Or just be replaced

With other memories of a lost soul
Was that the meaning or the goal?
Where are the words to be sold?

Not before your eyes
Like the tears from the sky

They will never fall again
Like they did that night
They will never fall in love
Like I did that night
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