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Goof Oct 2011
this too shall pass
she said with class
hypocrites give the best advice
but hardly think twice

it's just a phase
this complex maze
is actually an illusion
if that at all helps your confusion

just bear and grin it
don't try to win it
at best you'll end up dead
it's fair to sin it
just try to thick skin it
at least the road you've tread

always think,
was that the best i could?
don't let yourself believe
it's all you ever would

always more to be done
always love to be won
never less to be seen
on the other side,
i hear the grass is
rather green
Goof Oct 2011
at one point i felt so dark and lost
our lives, joint ..split and aside tossed

at two times
i felt used and bruised
this wasn't new news
but still news nonetheless

at 3, now i see
the way you live
is not meant for me

lack of self respect
loss of morality
i wish i did detect
your fickle mentality

from me to her to him to he
poor girl, when will you be?
free
please, don't make me plea..

i promise to show you
everything you quit
i promise to know you
despite your lacking wit

i like the idea that it's just a phase
i miss when we would get lost in the other's gaze
the days of laze and laying in sun rays

too bad some phases last a lifetime.
Goof Oct 2011
remember when
-oh..i forgot-
that one time we
actually felt
we had a chance?

remember when?
-oh, please let's not..-
you told me this and that
that was this
and this was that
our naivety was pure bliss!

recall that time..
-can you just stop it! please..-
i considered getting on my hands and knees
trying to appease
these
trees
of wild doubt
instead we fight and shout
attempt to glue love with weak grout
did you forget already?

can you remember?
can you think?
did you swim
or did you sink?

come back to reality
think in terms of actuality
quit your games
of lies and blames

one day you'll awake and see
that the one next to you is not me
you'll try to remember where i am
and i'll gently remind you, madame
         that
i do not exist
       i never did
an ugly twist
       so goodbye, i bid
Goof Oct 2011
the things you accuse others of doing
are things you yourself have taught
though you couldn’t feel the trouble brewing
you finally got what you have sought
despite your resistance to the fact
the truth pushes harder so
forget leaving the past intact
instead making nothing to outgrow
remember when you were so kind?
to me you had it all
the things we shared – heart and mind
began to crumble and fall
regardless, now you feel
the things you tried to ignore
i knew
it was for real
now your heart is on the floor
and you’re looking pretty
…pretty sore
Goof Oct 2011
crouching in the corner
thinkin’ deep
id rather sit here
than be feigning sleep
mind’s awake
but body’s dead
if only i could get
these thoughts out of my head
self imposed doubt
caused by a difficult route
don’t know if i should sigh or shout
either way, nothing changes
as far as emotions go..well it ranges
but really, i am doing just fine
gave back to myself and i’m finally mine
no one to know, no one to care
i’ll give you a piece of myself
if you’ll gladly share
Goof Oct 2011
if there was one thing i could do
i would undo you
reveal you to yourself
so you see what i see as true
remove the shutters off your eyes
destroy the toxic clinging ties
present to you your own desperate lies
and free you in the greying skies
your lack of consistency leaves all in despair
reinforcing the fact that no, it’s not really fair
love is not something you easily share
forcing those to scuttle, who actually care
the shield of disillusionment
shelters like a paper tent
time to pay the price: no free rent
living in someone else’s heart
causing them to wish
so hopelessly
for just one moment
to go back to the start
Goof Oct 2011
truthfully – i feel fine
i finally got it, you’re no longer mine
but i’m mine, and i’m doing me
without you i’m the best i can be
you would think with a love so strong
nothing could ever possibly go wrong
except us, plus the lust
the fuss and lack of trust
i did what i must
i was a tool, you used me
nailed and abused me
and that’s alright cause now we don’t fight
my tongue is happy without the bite
i’m feeling so good that I just might
move on, brush off the past
understand that not every thing can last
and just smile for a while
together we walked that mile
now i’m running and you’re crawling
i’m laughing and you’re bawling
all i can think is ‘poor thing’
i can still hear her voice sing
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