People don't smoke.
The cigarette smokes.
People are the suckers.

10W
Soul Survivor

When the wolf was around people would stare,
he would take a breath in a huff and a puff ,
and in the distance people would run scared.
not knowing if blown to the four corners they
didn't want it to be there turn to be blown away.

He gave a grin with his teeth showing bare, people
did stare imagination ran wild that if opened
swallowed whole with only there toes sticking
out, as a final gulp of air and then no more eaten
with out a care.

But as he approached they were with fright and a
scare, not knowing what he would do or where.
Then he spoke and looks turned to stares.

He explained to all around he was a vegan,
and meat did he frown, the reason he had to
huff and puff was the asthma medicne made
him less wheezy and could breath out with
out a care.

Not to judge a book by its cover till you have
talked and got to know the person, so people
appoched even three pigs who were the reason
that everyone whispered and apoligised for
what they had spread around and they did care.

the idea of love
was infinity on the
slow moving hands
of a ticking watch
cool
on your wrist
it was once forever

the idea of love
used to be happiness
and pale white
golden sunlight
warming cheeks
hands interlocked
over and over

the idea of love
used to be everything
but it's nothing now
tainted
with not even sorrow

All around me hopelessness
I try to climb out
It tries to pull me back down

Struggle,struggle pull pull
Almost out
I can see the light above

Almost out,CRASH!
Pulled back down
I start to think
What's the point
Why keep trying


The darkness overtakes me
It has won
I'm done trying

Oh, yes, I was in love with you.
I hadn't noticed,
I didn't know.
Someone else burned in my sky like the sun and blinded me,
But, still, quietly, you were there.
You were different.

I think I loved you because you smirked at me.
Because you cried to me.
I loved your mischief,
Your fragility.
I was mesmerized by your rawness, the tortured look deep in your eyes that made me want to hold you,
And captivated by your wit, and your playfulness, so jarringly out of sync
With your shattered-mirror soul.
You were so beautiful
And when I'd catch myself thinking it
I don't know how I explained my love away.
You could draw me in,
Hypnotize me
With your paradoxes-

You were made of glass, but you had the entrancing audacity
To dance anyway

And yes, I see now
That of course I was in love with you.