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John Aug 2013
Mounting this bedraggled saddle
Has never seemed so appealing
But it seems that my brain is crackling
And cracking under this feeling, I'm reeling
Can't help but think of you when my eyes are closed
But you don't know, no, you can't know yet
I don't mean to be the one who dares to impose
Upon you and your life, because I can't even bet
No, I never was a gambling man
Never was a fan of the one night stand

I'm not saying that we could be together forever
Until the sun goes down and comes up over the river
I'm just saying that I think you're pretty cool
Despite the fact that I've dropped out of school
And now I'm just wading, waiting in my crimson pool

Too many issues to discuss and so little time
The clock ticks and your eyes dart
Your smile never looks forced
When it's over and we're apart
My brain just hits replay
And I'm immersed in my only little film
One where I don't have to ask you to stay
One were I always win
Please, won't you be my sweet damsel in distress?
Dressed in white with nowhere to go?
You've got a man, but right now I could care less
How hard is it just to let go?

I know I might come across as a bit selfish
But at this moment, it just seems right
Like the last puzzle piece that you can't find
And losing makes a winner at his next fight
So just hold yourself up straight
Right now I just can't wait
Right now I just can't wait
John Aug 2013
Is it that you've only got eyes for him?
Your boy is an enigma, save for little mentions
We could, oh, we could, it would'nt be a sin
For us to consummate these emotions
On a rollercoaster to Hell
Not sure what it is that will come of this
But, I'll tell you this, I can tell
Something sinister, this way, hithers

Now be straight with me
Zigzagging lines were never my way
So I'd appreciate
If you could just stay
Long enough
Standing tough
And tell me what it is that's up
John Jul 2013
For a minute there
I didn't know
What the **** was that?
You didn't show
Any signs of the like
So how was I supposed to know?
I just don't know
I just don't know

Things float on
And they pass
No matter how long they take
They seem too crass
To even hold accountable
For the situations that arise
But I think they're surmountable
In time, of course
In time, definitely
But my voice is too hoarse
My ability is too coarse
Too coarse, of course
I can't read Morse Code
John Jul 2013
everything is cloudy
on a sunny day
the sky parts and smiles
but i only look down
seems i'm stuck
just like before
you'd think i'd know
how to bust down this door
by now

but no

oh no
it's never that easy
see, every valley is different
similar but not the same
you slide down
with no effort at all
but climbing back up
with no guarantee, you fall
and your body slaps the pavement
just like that
blood splatter and broken teeth
messy and brutal
look mom, i'm a modern art masterpiece
John Jul 2013
i don't get around much
anymore
things run fast and then
slow
s l o w
s  l  o  w

when i'm at work i can't
wait to get
out
when i'm out
i'm bored
witless
nothing on my
hit list
to do
anymore
no more
evermore
for sure

guess you could say
i'm knee deep
in a rut
it's hard to get around
when nothing seems
fun
just mindless work
for money
i don't use
just sock away
my bank is happy
but i'm just
blank

i guess
i think
an educated guess
but nothing seems
to really come
to surface
ushering people on the job
but never my ideas to fruition
i'm stuck
no fun
all work
no play
they say
make's johnny a dull boy
just another battery powered toy
of the lean machine
of the corporation
i just
i just don't
i just don't know what
to do with myself
the title is from a White Stripes song, but I don't really care. I love the song, the band and the title, so sue me.
John Jul 2013
Would you call me cliche?
If I drank Tanqueray
And then asked you to stay
For only another moment
Because I didn't want to ruin it
Because I only wanted another's second's
Grace with you, with me, in your presence?

Would it be a shame
If one day
We looked back
And realized we never quite made it
Made us out to be what we could have?
What we should have been?
John Jul 2013
Shimmy on down to the floor
The space between my eyes and your body
Never really becomes all that far
Waltz on closer, babe, it's time for a run
Down the block, keep your locks locked
Because we're gonna have some fun

They said you were fast but whoa
I never expected this
Like a bolt of lightning, honey you're so frightening
All I wanted was a kiss
No, I never, I never expected this

I got the feeling that you
You were an idealist
By just the way your hips move
You could make the Dean's List
With that mouth of yours, you can do wonders
Nobody talks like you, they just dribble out words
Compared to the way your tongue thunders
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