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483 · 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.
Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
So this is it
A question
Or an answer
That I don't like

Last year
still fresh in my head
I don't like it

You -

Them \
           / Everything
                                  from then \
and I got nothing
                                           from /
You -

I'm still stuck -------
                                  L a \    a \\ a//   a   a/ a         a  gggggg ing. . ….. .. . ….

Out of the words
Into the woods
Out of my mind
Into a sweet sublime

. . . . . . .

Something that I can't name
Or someone that I want
But can't change
I can't change
                                                          ­          Myself       ?       Did
                                                             ­       Or              ?       Andy
                                                            ­        Myself       ?       Die

                                                I           ­                                                         won't

Y­ou believe I did
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                    I believe you did
Alright. . .
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
In order to fully explain my actions
I must first start with the beginning of it all

At the peak of last fall is where I made my fall
Right down the sinking stairway to heaven
There was no one left that I could call
I was back at the age of seven
The water under the bridge
it runs slowly now
for the ghost on the other side
has called it back.

Oh, how I wish to lie under the branches of your knowledge
Under the shade, out from the harmful yearning rays
Of a son that has lost its ways
and a sun, now hidden by haze
But there, a door, it has been opened now
and the thoughts and fears come rushing out
Over flowing your once empty cup
and now you just can't seem to get enough

Your space is being filled in with little monsters and demons
and your eyes can't seem to leave my face.
473 · Jan 2012
The Foolish
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
I came back down to watch you play
I had to see what I was going to miss
Or what I was in for…

My secrets aren’t so locked up in the abyss of my mind
They have been on display for years

Who would have thought that you’d be here?
In this exact moment with these infinite people

They never stop.

But they won’t keep coming back for more
When everything is left drained and empty
What is on the other side of the dark?
Where have you been for so long?
Shameful and weary of the sun
I am going to the other side of mourning
Find me in the far side of the graveyard

But don’t get to close…

They are near and they watch my every move
Keep them at bay so that I can run away
And never be seen again
I’ll never be back again
As long as this beating in my chest persists
I won’t be back
Keep the screaming to your self
Maybe it will do you some good
But my head is up above the clouds
I see her fall
I wonder…

No.

I’ll never.
Watch the world through your eyes
Mine have seen enough
Keep the screaming to your self
I will do you no good
Shut the ******* door
Let’s turn back the pages
And remember where we are

Let’s forget about the years and leave them all to fall.
473 · Nov 2011
Eutopia.
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Oh, how my thoughts

Tear through my open & stained mind

They feel like the world wings

Stretching out to scoop me up

Whilst I stand in this field of night

The dark curls in every direction

But I am not confused

Mother’s moon shines upon me

In the light of her eye

I learned how to fly

With the smell of the pines

Shifting through my cloudy mind



I calm with ease

As I feel the breeze



Against my eyes and in my spine

Oh crooked spine, don’t fail me now!

Mother please, Mother Green

Don’t take me out of line

Don’t let me lose this time

Keep my sight on her eyes

You can leave my heart dead in the pines

But just pick me up and bring me back home

Back to the only place I’ve ever known…



Oh go now, into your secret garden

Retreat into the trees that sway

They say to you “Oh my child, cry to me!”

So I wept to her

And this is what I say…



"My Sweet mother, I thank you

I will breathe all of you in.

The love is in your voice

I can hear it in the wind."
471 · 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
470 · 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
469 · Sep 2012
Bad Night
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
I just want to sleep
Sink forever into the eternal deep
The dark, the night
To be closed down for hours
In complete silence
In the mystical dark
Complete the goal
By not arising from this cave
Stay in and save the heat
Stay asleep and dream the dream

I just wish to die at night
                                          the dark
Consume my composure
Assume and surrender
to the underworld
to my changing ways

Quickly wander through these days,
that you have yet to get through.
Drown slowly in the nights,
That refuse to swallow you.

I just want to sleep
Sink forever into the eternal deep
Into the dark, out of the night
Living so dead yet alive

That is my only fight.
457 · Nov 2011
Last One: Steal It Away
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
I turned down time
As if I knew the circumstances of her parting
The clock had run a little too long
For my heart collapsing
The door had shut soon there after
The ability to turn around and go back in
Was now lost, there somewhere, out there
Away from here

                Anywhere but here
                                                 I long for

When will I remember how it was when that light was on?
When the fire was burning,
While the birds were singing
I hurt for the birds that sing the blues
I am there with them too
I'll sing my song out loud for you

          Love me strong
                   Or love me not
          Like the time is just wrong
                   On the hands of the clock


You wonder why: I wonder why
You plague my mind, I plague my mind
You will be left behind, I was always left behind
You wonder why: I wonder why


I am still alive.
454 · Nov 2011
(untitled)
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Could I be your Romeo and you be my Juliet?
We can be entangled in the vines of love
Die a lovers death
and kiss a lovers kiss

The tomb, the tomb
Where we said our vows
Death is creeping beneath the sulphur smell
Let the darkness take you over

The chair, the chair
Where are you now?
Living? Dead? NO
Come back to me my love
and let the darkness take you over..

The sky, the sky
Is falling now
A star is exploding
A man is crying
and the darkness has finally taken over...


Don't forget to kiss the stars before you fade away
451 · Nov 2011
She Won't Understand...
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
I just can't seem to shake this off
Her beauty has burned my heart
Oh how I wish I could scream it loud
But dear God, That would tear me apart
Her life is a brilliant light
That opened the night, to reveal the truth inside
It made my memories real
For it was my heart that she would steal
A theft, so silent in the dark
But a girl so lovely could definitely leave a mark
She spoke and made time stand still
A hopeless victim of an accidental ****
A lonely man waiting for a girl

Breath deeply and take a step back
All of my words just turn to black
It is such a pleasure to meet you love
Seems I've been searching forever
I've been living so empty my love
For as long as I can remember
You are much more beautiful in person
My dreams were so deceiving
I will love you girl
Even after my heart stops beating

A dark hallway brings your love to my captains quarters
It stops time in its tracks, and makes this last forever
Soft breathing, your grip is so tight
I will **** the sun when it tries to end the night
Bless me with a kiss dear, just one of your kisses
You can stay here, and wait for the world to finish.

Does that sound like a plan to you?
Or am I just lying.
449 · Jun 2012
St. Stupid
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
These premonitions are coming true
My eyes do not deceive me
The world before these broken hands is falling
Its falling down
But you can't see it yet
The make believe dreams of yesterdays sorrows
Are all I have left
They are all I have left
I guess I'm just destined to walk this world forever alone
Forever hollow
Forever without a home
**** the memories that I had as a child
They are meaningless to me now
**** the sad story that I have left to tell
Its all burnt out like my brain
So when I finally go insane
Remember the message hidden in between the letters that scream out your name
I will find you
I will follow you into the dark

Lie still now
Speak never again
In this hall

With no doors.
444 · Nov 2011
Last Night,
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
I had a vision of black and white

                              Nostalgic Nightmares in Haunted Hallways

                  Seven doors burned and bottles of un opened happiness left swimming to shore

                                                          ­                                                                 ­               they left me

                                staaag....gg..errr. . .ing alone

                                                          ­                          d

                                    ­                                                  o

            ­                                                                 ­          w

                                                              ­                           n

                                                              ­                             the corridor

Naked streets in the indians dream,

     Blowing trees are all I see...                          running WILD!

        The west was ONE and won by ONE



               All over again they will come around



     When I remember them

                      I'll come around....

                                                     ­                                              : Just like they told me to. Do what they told you.



                                        Breathe no more in this soggy air,

                                                           ­                                               the smoke in the air....

                          Staining the floral patterns on the wall,

                                         I can't get out of this hall                                                        .from­ hell.

                                                          ­                                    the morals intention

                                                      ­   on a blue sunday in October

                                      The crippling last words are always remembered

                  Sometime in December,

                                                      ­                           I'll dance again

with you,                                                             ­                                                                 ­ my love









                            It's all I can do...                                                            ­                           my love

                            I'll see you there







                                                               ­            Like a dove

Like last night.
444 · Jun 2012
This is...
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
This is it, this is it
Make up a cloudy sky in the dark
For what it’s worth
I left my mark
Let’s get down to business
For the last time
In a crowded room
You kissed me
He dissed me
Shot, shots, shots
Drain me out
Of all things that make you sick
We will run through this room
Like no one is watching
We won't be stopping
You have a dangerous face
and an illegal taste
I hope this will make it all end
So everything will be alright
I love you so much
Let’s finish this right
442 · May 2012
To -------
Andrew McElroy May 2012
Oh cursed one!
Why did you lay me down to die?
Beside the quiet waters of my memories
I feel rotten inside
I feel rotting outside
Another door closed
Another mouth left wide open
Another man taken away
By the fire inside his burning soul

Oh hollow one
You came and walked beside me
For so long, I wondered faintly
What took you so long?
Your empty shadow now
Cast inside of mine
I must go now

To find what once was mine.
441 · Jun 2012
Rock He Shock
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
Oh mother Mary, no
Bring the fires to your doorstep
There’s a piece of you that I kept
In a little black hole
In the side of my heart
He thinks
Crooked are those that pay their taxes
Upside down makes me sick
Downtown there are cars in crashes
Sliding hastily
In the rain
With poison in the clouds
The party was loud
to many people faking
Their own death
right in front of you, but
What are you to do?
Just sit there and stare at your "boo"
HAHA
**** who?
*******.
**** me?
we'll see
about that
Second coming of Judas
Priest doesn't understand me
he thinks I'm like the man in the tree
But I'm a man you can't see
You'll never see
Cover it up with all the ink you can
Ugly doesn't go away
Get your own life
Stop sweating me coward
Let’s think, Hours
From now
I can be gone
Away afar up high
With no guys
Just she’s with me
Not you
so *******
I'm getting this ****.
done.
438 · Jan 2012
Fuck
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
So secrets will sell souls if sold
Don’t barter your secrets for souls
A simple quote could ruin a life for good
You should look into yourself for gold
And lock them up for golden souls
You will know them when you feel it
You will feel them move in you
Just like the whispering one
With the ghostly face
Oh her ghostly face…
It haunts my nights while I try,
To sleep is to die every night
I don’t sleep.
So therefore will I not die?
Does that make me vulnerable to the light?
Would I only be able to live at night?
I would hope that she would guide me through
(To the other side)
To die is to sleep for life
So sing don’t lie, just sing and if you cry
Then you know it’s from your heart
I will live in your heart
I want to sleep through the dark
I want you to die here in my arms
Will you cover the ground, with your love all around?
Can we go back and forth?
From the times in between
These fading memories of mine
No more answers remain in these questions
I want to go back to last night
Back in the whirlwind that was the light
Do you remember the dreams we had during the fights?
Oh I think I’m alone in here
I’m pretty sure I’m done with this
She is killing me.
437 · Apr 2012
4712
Andrew McElroy Apr 2012
So smooth like light rays coming down
So perfectly high and I can't come down
Laughing.
I will one day someday.     be there.           now.
Always in the moment
Follow me around
Stay so sweetly in the sound
So sweet in the sound
So sweet in the sound



The night, the moon
The kite, so soon
To be flying

So soon we'll be flying again
Like the kite
Like the moon

To the moon
To the end
I'll see you soon.

Smile

We are there again
432 · Nov 2012
Keep Walking (10w)
Andrew McElroy Nov 2012
This is
strange,
an insane
disaster
of girls
coming.

--- going ----
Inspired by C Holmes wonderful (10w) expressions of emotions.
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
For TC

The hands that guide us
Will certainly not contain
The hatred that does consume
All of these wonders in my way

I can’t bring you back here
To where we once were
The tides have washed the beach
Over and over, and over

The siren cries and sings,
She sings us back to shore
I can’t believe this anymore
Will you still live here?
Just live so still here

Say not the things that are not before us
Keep in mind that we were one at once before
It’s just that now I’ve forgotten what love is

Since when did life become so dull?
I wanted a way out,
When they turned the lights out
Only to find myself
Sitting in her chair there
On the shores of the black water rising
Just right where I had been,
Before I started drowning
The water had flooded my veins
And got up and left this place
Oh the horror!

All over the lanes were their screaming faces
I began my search of more beautiful places
I looked for comfort there in the incurable city
But only lost all sense of hope, pride and dignity

Once the water became too much
Was when I started to lose touch
Don’t lose touch he said,
I’m sorry Tom, but you’re right…

This is where we get in
This is how it ends
With her and I sitting here in this lonely room
But only as lost friends…

Remember there was a fire?
But now the smoke has gotten to be too much
For you to see me here now.
Andrew McElroy Aug 2012
Sky fall for me
Press out the stealing springs, see?
Push/pull closing doors
The sky is coming down sooner or later
Help me find a way
As far as it goes
They aren’t concerned with me
Anymore

Walk with me now
I’m done with this door, for now.
The milky drops from heaven
Aren’t stopping me
From finding a cause
For this unsteady clause

Behind the walls
Their faces combine and align, and then fall.
To forget about the time
When I was important
Replaced artwork
Stolen face
Ripped from my memory
****…

I guess that’s the price I pay
For trying to find a way… to you
The days will roll on
& I’ll soon be gone

Dead or alive
We will never survive
Dead and gone
The year’s stager on

You’ll fade away
415 · Dec 2018
(Three)
Andrew McElroy Dec 2018
I just want to sit here in the dark
and not think about flying
or anything, for that matter

Was this stretched tight enough
Or should I keep screeching on

I’m bloodied from the hands down,
A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn

Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did.
They can’t name it, what is this problem

He has

No way of letting anything out again
Only objective lies and
The forever crooked spine that takes
A smack in the face from this saying
“I’m above, I’m above...”

No cares

Left in the world -
Is a burnt star stuck on the right side
Leaning, lying, letting, the likes of this
get in your way

Or ours if,
in that one chance in hell
the star would let us through

I know,
It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun
to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see
What’s underneath the filth
Let us breath

Underneath
No need
What a place to be

Now

Now

What a place to be
No need
Underneath

Let us breath
What’s underneath the filth
It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun
to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see, I know

the star would let us through
in that one chance in hell
Or ours if,

I was leaning, lying or letting the likes of this
get in your way,
Is a burnt star stuck on the right side
The only thing left in the world

No cares

“I’m above, I’m above...”
A smack in the face from this saying
The forever crooked spine that takes
Only objective lies and
No way of letting anything out again

What he has

They can’t name it, what is this problem
Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did.

A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn
I’m bloodied from the hands down

Should I keep screeching on
Or was this stretched tight enough

I just want to sit here in the dark
and not think about flying
or anything, for that matter...
414 · Nov 2011
The God of War
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
He walks

He thinks of nothing else

But the thought of a dream

Once had as a child

Burning the seams in which he is crafted of

Losing something dear in life will travel with you

But being afraid of fear

Will surely let you die

We will be sure and let you leave in peace

Alone like the largest tree

Sitting atop; tell me what you see

Does heaven really have green?

Will you be alright to be?

Alone on the rocky sea

Or forever tied to this land

A hollow man.


Let me know when you get there.
413 · Nov 2011
A Silent Question
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
In my life
These faces that I encounter
Remind me of the demons
That enjoy my dreams.
They mark passages of time
Lost in the pages
Why am I this way?
Why do I hate everything?
But put on a smile that wins
                                                everyone
Eve­ryone must suffer to understand
How I am the way I am
How are you the way you are?
                                                    Pathetic­.
Drowning in your shallow pit of realistic values
**** that!
Where are the others that won’t see the truth behind the black holes for eyes that I have been given from time?
When they broke in and stole the shine,
I felt the ghost wrap its dead arms around me.
Embrace the pain; let the death feel its way about your veins.

Nerves a wry
Scramble the message below


Where are you, God?
413 · Feb 2019
Olympious
Andrew McElroy Feb 2019
Watch her eyes fold
Into shapes unknown
I’ve been searching for
A reason to exist

I’m being pulled down
And dragged out by the wrists

But you are almost certain
That life moves on before the lift off
I’m not sure what to believe

Myself or ten thousand voices underneath
Myself or ten thousand voices underneath
404 · Jan 2012
Night 1
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
The sun breaks through
The dark that does creep
Below the signs,
That is obviously attracting you there.
Wasting away again,
Under the glow of the streetlight mistakes.

Lost it all on a bet for the call girl’s storm.
Somewhere off the shore of my cloudy mind,
There is a hurricane killing the strangers
Shame on them for lying to us.

Where did you lose the thought of the dream?
At night? While you scream?
I think you will see the way to the path
That I have paved for you still.

Under the dark of night
We fought to win through the smoke in the air.
401 · Jun 2012
Give Me Seven Minutes
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
Just wait on time
I'll wait in line
Call me down
Bring this through
Shot eight down
Last one made you
First and last time
You say you care now
Just give me seven minutes
And we will scream this out
You say it is
My last time
To forgive and forget this
I'll start ****
Just so you'll give me
Another seven minutes
To rewrite this
And you could
Make a good list
Of all the things you hate about me
My charm is your weakness
I am all you need
Forget about it
I won't
Give you another seven minutes
Tonight
I'll lie again
My fight
Is you in my sight
Let's begin again.
She says...
400 · Jun 2012
Write This Down
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
When did things get this real?
What happened when I last saw you?
Did the words I say not mean a ******* thing?
I guess, my vision is a little blurry
But all I see, all I need is a little concentration
All you are is a voice of my past
The wind sings songs of my sins
But the water cleanses my burnt skin
It washed my rough hands clean of the blood from the ancients
The sky is getting darker
And your words are only getting softer
My ears and eyes can't take the lashing that I deserve
But there is no time to be hasty or rash
The decisions that are made, cannot be replaced
So that is when you get off of your high tower and drown yourself in your fears
They have come back from the dead to haunt you
The ghost won't stop
She was unrelenting
I can hear you begging for daylight to come
Please wake me from this horrible day-dream
It is all too real
I don't think I can stand you anymore
My heart and mind cannot take the beating I deserve.
I have put up with this for the last time
I don't think I deserve this
I have taken as much as I ever could
I am truly done trying
Get ready to live or continue your life lying.

All I needed was your word.
But it's all too late now.
The worms have eaten their way into my brain.
And yet, all I hear is your ******* and complaining

I have lived for you, for the last ******* time.
395 · Sep 2012
We'll Be Fine
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
Are you sick?
Have you lived with this pain enough?
Do you enjoy my torture?
Can you feel my patience?
Have you loved before?
Does your soul scream?
Searching, leaving. . .

Do you want me back?
Could you live through the attack?
Lay down flat on your back
and let’s see. . .

Could you take me?
Place your hand there
Feel the hole opening
That once was my heart
No more, not here

Maybe it is you that could fill that part

But I won’t wait
I can’t. . .

My life won’t allow me to do such a thing

Will you ever see?
You can. . .

I’m outside of school
by the soggy banks
of an empty lake.
389 · Nov 2011
What Was It Like?
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
When will they know me?



   I want them to feel the soft caress

The moment they lie still

I want her to know what it’s like to be killed

                                                         ­                    Under it all

I thought it was a message

Written in the stars

  The cause was in the trees



                                        You saw it

                               You saw me standing there

                     Glowing in the moonlight

           Behind your eyes

You thought that…

                                                          ­    Do you remember me?



            The shade of blue that casts over you



                                            In your eyes

                                         I forgot the time

                                             That it was

                                           Not important



Now…

             The time is too late

             To remember your face

             In front of mine



                                                         For an elaborate mind, it seemed

                      You were never there



                                                  Brushing away the webs from my staircase



Now the path has become a memory for me to venture down alone



                             Hand in hand with fate

                                 A kiss on the cheek  



This is a ****** up poetic ending

                                                         ­              to the reflection on the water



                          A face once remembered in the sunset.
386 · Nov 2011
I AM NOT
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
Awake.
And then I was there
Back in the real world
With no one left to see
Or any stories yet to be told.
I was a lost soul again
Wondering about, wandering about
I would love to take off again
To seek her out in this wicked land
But I want to go back to my old life
When I knew nothing of her
And the evils behind those green eyes
Oh how I despise
This new ******* life
Without innocence
And a brand new sense
The sense to look in, get in
Love long and destroy
That's my pitiful story
To take on your burdens
And swim through the oceans
That my mind can't seem to swallow
I just want to follow you down
But it gets me so down,
Now I see that...
I want to go back to my young life.
With my naïve eyes closing
When the world says to lie.
I will still live, when the world says die.
I will continue to swim, with the worst things in life
Wrapping around my neck.
They are ripping up my shoulders
And drinking my blood through a straw.
384 · Jun 2012
Yet Again
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I'm getting this **** down
Because it’s my last night in town
You could make a man want to leave everything
I have left everything
I came back in to see what smile you had on your face
When I heard the door slam
I knew it was over
Right when I walked out
I had a new lover
Her name was freedom
And I was a fighter
I broke down that wall
And built one higher
That is where I am now
I'm a ******* freedom writer
I have been under your stars
I remember seeing you fall
I believe, you brought me back home
When everyone was too ****** up to drive
We had nothing left to do
But live or die
The decision was lingering in the air
I didn't care, You weren't there
I'm sorry we had to meet under these conditions
Just wait up for me tonight
I promise I'll be there
Right when your eyes lower and you sink off
Into a great unknown
I'm there with you.
380 · Jun 2012
What Have You Done?
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
These scenes of aggression stab through the depression
Holy times flickering against a wall with a slow burning feeling
Salvation is on the tips of our tongues
Our final days are appearing... over the horizon
Blood stains the sun and watches us wither and writhe
Like an anxious man standing at the end of a line
How many more times will this haze cover the way home?
Hungry for something more that lies will not reach
Lying face down on the white sandy beach
Found the last known residence of her other world.
Now close your eyes I am way out of reach.

Nothing like a closed door.
Locked out.
376 · Sep 2018
He Thought
Andrew McElroy Sep 2018
He awoke in the morning. The sheet had made its way to the end of the bed. Stuffed in the corner of the side that he didn’t sleep on, no one had in months. He didn’t care much anymore. The scent had faded. It was nothing but diamonds and dust at this point. As he drug himself out of bed, his mind rushed back towards what his reasoning was for coming to this side of the world. What was he escaping? What had he left back in the land of his last home? Daughters... diamonds? Dust... there was nothing left there. They were all in their place. I needn’t not to go back, he thought. I believe that’s how, he thought. The world wasn’t the same anymore. He needed this trip, this experience, this last adventure. One last adventure, he thought. *******. It’s good enough to make a man weep. When was the last time I cried? It’d been years. Or was it months? Either way... this was the place.

He walked to the door and looked across the beautiful country he was beside. He was beside himself in the mirror of the world. This cigarette tastes good, he thought. I think I’ll have another cup of coffee. Maybe a bowl or two. One for you, Mother Nature. That’s the least he could do for allowing her to let him inside this warm early summer morning.

As the day carried on, the thought hadn’t left his mind, everything seemed to taste better, smell better, the sky was a different kind of blue. The flowers were almost singing to him. Why, he thought. Is my luck beginning today? It was a sign that he was not alone anymore. The sky had opened. The clouds had cleared. It was all in time.

I think I’ll take a nap. The solution to a never ending problem. I’m always tired these days, he thought. I’ve worked enough in this life for seven. I wonder if it would be enough to get me into heaven. It’s a good question.

Thoughts drift into dreams and he was alone in this room now.

“Beau! Beau! Hey Beau!”

He heard a voice cry out of the darkness. It sounded like his brothers, or his fathers. But his father didn’t call him Beau. How did he know? The voice called out again.

“Come here, man. I need to talk with you.”

He followed languidly down the hall.

“Where are you?” He called out.

Just a little bit further. He felt the wind blow softly through his hair. Where was this voice? Where was this force? The force that made me come here. The force that put my hand in line. The force that calls out my name. It was there,just on the other side. He was ready. This was the last great adventure. He wept. His eyes began to light up with a light like never before. Never seen again. He was there.

He awoke in the morning and had been born again into the night. Burning in the ever living light of love.

To remain in history forever.

A legend.
This is about a dear friend of mine. There will never be another like you. RIP Larry
376 · Sep 2012
Relative Minor
Andrew McElroy Sep 2012
This story is long, old and unhappy

Family split – sides chosen

It makes me uncomfortable
To open up to my inner self
I’m ****** up again, falling out

Eyes failing – sleep inducing

Their voices are crawling away
My hair smells like smoke
I have no idea what’s going on. . .

Anymore talking – anymore thinking

It will surely take me over
Bring me back down
Pull me deep under

Almost over – dead life

They don’t ever want to see me
I’m always flying
Keeping everything under me

Stealing trees – I hope they need these

Why this now?
This sudden change of tempo
The kids knows

But can he feel?
Can you steal?

The opening of the seven gates

There is no secret to living
No meaning to dying

Just keep me in mind
         and. . .
                                     finish this song
                                 man.
375 · Jun 2012
The Empty Pages
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I wonder where I’ll be when you come down...

Could you even think to speak?
To explain the actions behind such a disastrous act
With the words that I speak
They are held on my tongue
            
                                             ­   I should have ripped his head off

Watch the blood from my eyes slide down inside
and fill you up with the irony ironic blood that you chose
                                                           ­               So when the door is closed and you can’t go back
                                                       Smile loud and sing out somehow to somewhere out of town
                                                            ­                      to the distant lands of my youth and re birth

This is your brain without me
                                                  Rotten to the stem
                                                  The core is empty

Tattoo your ******* face and lose your job that was never there
Turn around click undo but don’t forget them there
they held you up once

She did find me in the wicked night
Sinning about the city
Living in and around the city
                                                     I should have killed him when you had no chance

This may come as a shock to you all
But I’m done here or there
                                            Or anywhere

I’m done with the light that once shined so bright in my eyes
It is now a vacant home for the demons to return
Enjoi my dreams and fears, demon ******
Take all of my sleep and drink it down with your pills
Split my back open and let me forget how to fall perfectly still


                                                                          Give up Andy
                                                                        You will not win





                                                                           I will rise up
                                                                       But only in the end
369 · Jun 2012
I
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I
I wish I could write you a poem
Every day of your life
Every moment that you smile
Or in the rare times that you cry

I wish I could kiss your lips of cherry
And hold your hands of pine
I would love to hear the voice of Carrie
Pass through these open ears of mine

I also wish to carry your struggles
As far as my broken back can bear
As long as I could lie back in the field of love
To feel your ways pass through my ***** hair

Completely catastrophic
The distance that is
Almost forgot what my name is
But I never could have lost it

Fall through the barstool
Oh the way I look at you
I knew you felt the cool black eyes
Appearing and disappearing all over you

I want to write you a poem
Every time you lie
To help you gain a new outlook
on this thing called life

So remember the words that I say to you
I will always write these poems
Because
I love you, too.
368 · Dec 2012
You Know (10w)
Andrew McElroy Dec 2012
The end,                                                                                                                                                        the end.

                                                                           It  
                                                                             doesn't
                                                                 always
                                                                             have
                                                                          to
                                                                              be.
363 · Apr 2020
Welcome Home
Andrew McElroy Apr 2020
How does one navigate down the river
In one piece?
Or is that the order of the dark water
To rip and shred changes through eternity
I’ve been accustomed to change
But this is a dream
This makes life seem so strange
I love it
It has turned me inside out
It makes me feel alive for the first time
In a long while
How can I explain things?
How could one understand without being
In and out of every moment
Once believed to be so important
The beloved that live there
The one that lives here
Our lives are too crossed for the end of the crossroads now.

We are far from over
I’m just getting started

I’ll see you there...
354 · Jun 2012
Silence
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
The walls are breathing
They all have eyes
They know my every weakness
They bring me to the light

Keep me still, in these changing times
In the middle of the night
Lay me down, just close my eyes
I don't want another night

Like this...

I too have felt this change come
It sometimes leaves me broken
It feels like no one else does
It brings me closer towards the sun

Heavy is the heart that keeps the crown
Her signs are showing
Golden apparitions flowing silently through her hair
Just before the sun meets the ground

I was in the air.
She wasn't there.
This sudden movement that we've made
Will hopefully one day make a change

In your life and in mine

A silent song to keep us along
A worthy cause left us to carry on
354 · Jan 2019
A Little More
Andrew McElroy Jan 2019
Oh my God,
Here you are again
I was almost certain
That you were gone for good

This time

It’s up to us to see the grave
Your slow knife always stayed
Buried beneath the earth
Miles away from me

But it is creeping back now
My dark passenger
In the wind
Behind my eyes
To the left, I'm not alright

Your ways turn me bad
Make me strange
Spill my guts out
Onto the pavement
In the basement
You told me sweet lies

One more time
Evil stranger
Tell me again
I’ve got to know why
You take over my minds eye
and push me out to sea
With no way back
But to swim back out
Through the ninth gate

I’ve said it before
And god forbid I say it again
This time you’re through

I will be the end of you
Or you me

Time will tell me,
For it has already told you.
353 · Jan 2012
From You, For Me
Andrew McElroy Jan 2012
I must eject this from my mind
The very thought of it burns so.

The ideas of the perfect one
Are not found by searching;
It is by waiting on time
To even allow such a thing to perform.

But would I be able to complete such a task?
Or would I just fall short and lose it fast

Who will write down the words?
That come like a storm on the horizon.

Could it be you?
Or will it be the very one who saved me
The only one it can be.

Her…

I must project this image from my mind
Onto the pages that you read.
I’ll cut myself away from it all
And watch the wound slowly bleed.

Don’t stop.

All the while, I long for that sweet sound
But I’ve known for a while,
That it is nowhere to be found.

It is to be given by a name…
Unknown.
349 · Nov 2018
Mega Touch
Andrew McElroy Nov 2018
Put me on a shelf
Set me to the side
Sell me to myself

I’ve gave enough
I think I can go now

The openness is nothing new
It’s nothing I feel

Let’s run to the moon
Let’s swallow the sun
I can show you the room
I can show you some fun

Where will you be then
Where are you now
Let me know someday
Let me know somehow

I’ll be there.
****.
348 · Jul 2012
Something
Andrew McElroy Jul 2012
Oh yes, it is here again--
Let it remain
Let it seethe in the night
Let me be inside
Complete my life
Let me continue to read your thoughts
Re-read the story of the world
The universe will unfold around you
So let it,
Let it be!
So entirely complete
I wonder if I will ever see the light again
I am not all that worried about the thought
Shouldn’t be
Although;
You wonder,
When will I come back?
When will I come down?
I don’t think I can
It’s not possible to burn out
If you were never on fire
When were you ever burning?
Burning to live like the fireworks
You so cleverly crafted,
In the womb of the American dream.

Go to sleep.
No. No. No.
339 · Oct 2018
Speck
Andrew McElroy Oct 2018
She spoke for the last time
that evening...

I lost my breath;
Her voice stole it away

I fell apart;
Into pieces

When the final word was spoke,
What a thing to say

Our time spent - was a good one
I left a life unknown in the desert

So when earth realigns with the sun
I’ll be a solar son

Spinning around in line
Like a top out of line

In a circle, going around and around in my eyes
Those that see only despise and
Unconcern of the things learned

I learned another thing
About heart ache and how the stake
Can drive so deep down into heart break

I am everything that I thought
Your fire under the barn
In the woods

Unknown now...

An unstoppable force.

Here we go.
338 · Jun 2012
The Word.
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
This is my final testament
All my possessions are yours
You have put a change in me
I left this beautiful gift in her name
So god bless you all
For the song you sang us
I'd give my last breath to you
If I could only find you
Lay still and this will cover your eyes
With a beautiful scene wrapped over your head
Bring this back and you will forever be in
With the saints and sinners
A word floats softly through the wind
The word that could save this world
Let it be and she will be
With you until the end
Wait until I'm gone to read this
It might **** me soon
So you may be in luck
Let the word fill your ears and eyes
And let it free your mind
The word that equals freedom
Death.
336 · Jul 2012
The Other Night
Andrew McElroy Jul 2012
Eventually it will subside
it will all confide in space and time
it can be the secret that you tell
or the lie that you kept
I can’t see it
so who are you?
and where are you?
and why are you?
speaking slow
seeing so many things that
you’ll never know
I can tell that you want to see
I can see that you want to tell
all your pretty stories about it
about what
yeah
about that
spend the night
see what we can see
speak no loud noise
no slur
my blurring vision
fading away
328 · Nov 2011
The Last Page
Andrew McElroy Nov 2011
And now all these faces are aligning
To present their smiles to me
Her bloodshot eyes were there to greet mine and,
here we stand on the edge of this city
I watched as the feeling made way through her cold fingers
They were colder than my heart, If you could imagine
She waited all night, for the gift that he would bring her
But he'll never show, and my love is wide open
For this ghost in the shell has a voice too
I would die just to reach out and touch her
But her skin, It glows blue
My body, Oh how it burns for her love
In this circle of hell
There is but one angel among all these demons
She lives right next door in that room in my head
Oh, the pain it stings my lungs
Smothers my coughs
Blankets my cold
She saved my worthless soul
The way she obtained her goal
With such carelessness and joy
It burns me alive
Freezes my insides
One day I know she'll see
That she is my woman indeed
All the way from his hollow eyes
To the spot where the last ******* page lies
To present you with this gift and my name
Wait to open it, at the end of my game

And I swear. You will never love again
Oh, your starry eyes will never perceive a better man.
320 · Nov 2018
...
Andrew McElroy Nov 2018
...
Death.
A stranger in the woods -
Waiting in the pines

What is on your mind?
Have you finally come to see me,
Is it really my time?

Is this star shine not mine?
I’d hoped for just a few more weeks.
I’ve seen your face before,

Your glare from the shore,
The tingling in my eyes...
I remember you -

Old unknown friend;
Please, tell me that this isn’t the end
The door is opened again...

You and I are the calm below.
The unknown caller on the line.
Please don’t let it be my time!

I don’t need to answer that call...
Not yet,
Not now.

My friend,
This is not the end.
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I need to write
I need some words
Words of comfort
Comfort for sleep
Sleep for nothing
Comfort betrays
Restless
You have me restless
My mind can't seem to figure you out
Who are you?
What are you thinking?
When will this end?
Where are you now?
Why are you doing this to me?
How can I go on?
Not with you in my life.
That’s for **** sure
But yet again...
Maybe so
That’s your decision
Not mine
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