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Meka Boyle Mar 2011
If love can't be put into words
Then why is "I love you" constantly heard
All it does is chain the emotion down
Flooding it with language
Making it drown
As it plummets deeper
We try to revive it
Self inflicting scars
Just to say we survived it
Wearing our hearts on our sleeve
We long to belive
Afraid to admit deceit
Unaware of the inevitable defeat
Which accompanies the empty words
That are said just to be heard
So proclaim your best notion
Of your hopeless devotion
As your words drag you down
To the depths of the ocean
By exploiting love
You've diluted the meaning
Locked it away
In a realm of dreaming
Forever stuck within our mind
Broken off from language
That's where it's bind
So the phrase "I love you" holds it's ground
Reducing it's self to a meaningless sound
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
I'm tired of waiting around
There's only so much I can see with my eyes on the ground
There's only so much I can hear when I only know one sound
How can I follow my heart when it's nowhere to be found
The path I'm following is worn and faded
Funny to think it's the one frequently evaded
For the more safer option to stay where you are
Cuz walking in circles doesn't get you that far
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
Draw your sword and prepare for war
Oblivious of what your fighting for
The same deal every weekend
Only in your dreams does the chaos end
Finding companionship in drugs and alcohol
Temporary catching you amidst your fall
Living for the consolidation of the night
Yet so out of tune with life
So turning to **** you dull the knife
Weekend warrior
Your battle call is sounded
*** drugs and rock n roll
Your anything but grounded
Blurring your vision to forget your surrounded
Shallow ambitions
Mindless repetition
You go with the flow
Baited by the hook society uses while fishing
Spending all your change in a well for wishing
Surrounded by people who mirror your actions
Afraid to be alone
You feign a false satisfaction
You turn to numb the feeling
Call it fatal attraction
You fight for the weekend
To keep your mind off the deep end
Submerging in shallow pretext
You take refuge in pretend
So pickup the threads
That are constantly coming loose
And tie your hands behind your back
As you dig for the truth
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
I wanna warn you in advance
Escape while you have the chance
What you see in me
Is only what you want to perceive
So here let me hit you with reality
Get out before its too late
I don't wanna have to demonstrate
How I'll devour you whole
Make you question your soul
Yeah I can be deep
But it comes with a toll
You think you can understand me
Your out of your mind
Don't get ****** in
Or else you'll become bind
To the notion that I'm someone else
Who you want me to be
Only exists in yourself
Love is merely a fallacy
Thread together by lies
Losing yourself to compromise
I hate who I am
So I hate you for loving me
No matter what I do
You'll never see
Which feeds into my disdain
You try to understand me in vain
Cash in your cards
While you can
Forfeit
I can tell you now
I'm not worth it
It's not too late
You can still quit
This twisted game
I'm the worst opponent
My interest lingers only a moment
You and everyone else are just the same
With love on your arrow
You shoot and miss
I distorted your aim
Its not your fault
You have me to blame
With all my insecurities there's no room for you
My past clutters my future
This warning is long overdue
So don't hold your breath
for" I love you"
No matter how many shootings stars
It'll never be true
Until I meet my match
Which will destroy me
Like I've destroyed you
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
Life is my medium
Art seeps through my seams
As I paint a picture of reality
Nothings what it seems
Bright colors
Mingle with one another
Till they simultaneously agree
To stop
Abort
Take cover
Leaving me alone with the words in my heart
Which bleed through the paper
The most vibrant art
Mixing with my emotions
Creating a potent potion
Which pours over the canvas
Which in my case is life
So thick with meaning
You could cut it with a knife
Accurately depicting
What society is scripting
Holding it over the ocean
I lose my grip
Watch it sink
Splash
I wake up
This cynical cycle is just part of my makeup
I can't shake it
There's no way to break it
So I do what any great artist would do
Paint it
With words
So that my medium can be heard
Through the silence of it all
Evoke society to fall
Unlock the doors of my wall
Open it up to insight
The whole time thinking
Only I know what's right
I think about it every night
So armed with words I prepare for the fight
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
fly
You often get lost starting out to the stars
Intertwined with the darkness, you forget who you are
Unaware your indifferent gaze is transparent
As I try to call you back, your heart remains incoherent
For you'd rather live in a world of daydreams
Where everything is what it seems
For it's not always gold if it sparkles and gleams
The silence of nature muffles your hearts inner screams
Dignity masks your struggle with pain
The walls erode as you continuously fix them in vain
Despite your past you've tried to move on
Desperately avoiding closure yet wishing it gone
It's time you faced reality and looked it in the eye
For you must understand the ground before you can fly
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
In order to move on you must let go
Free from your past, find the courage to grow
Harness your strength, don't be afraid to fly
Your broken wings will heal as you reach for the sky
Metamorphosis of the mind
Break through the cocoon by which your bind
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