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Noah A Baker Oct 2013
Hey
I just, uh
(think!)
What's up
?Wait!
Where--
o-okay
see you later
--are you going?
it's been a while
Noah A Baker Aug 2013
What do you live for, give me a vision
Are you living for you, or a victim of the system?
No, you're just a pawn, up at the crack of dawn,
Sitting behind cubicles to get the job done.
Whatever that may be, I doubt that you know
to which you reply, "I'm getting paid though"
Ignorance is manifested through the **** that you spoke!
Are you doing what you love, or what you can to keep from broke?
Redundant spokes, yet we were born different notes.
You do know this, I know you've noticed,
I hope you realize, they've deceived your real eyes!
You must know this stuff, it explains your distrust...
Am I wrong?
hm.
Noah A Baker Aug 2013
I promised myself I would survive this...
This, fatal attraction to insane violence
not physically, but spiritually,
a real demeaning presence in my inner being...
I'm leaning on the brink of going crazy
                    someone save me
                    I'm following the path of destruction religiously
literally written in 10 minutes during a class
Noah A Baker Jul 2013
So many words for you.
But I'll keep them to myself... wrong time, wrong place,
With a mindset that'll leave behind a bitter taste.
This winter was indeed the coldest, showing no mercy
Hopefully the new leaf relieves me of my duty.
It kills me, but I hope it's true.

So which one of us really played the fool?
You broke them, and since you broke them I decided to bend them rules.
Are we both wrong, remember the song, is the answer yes or... is that wrong, too?
It makes me really wonder what was really taboo.

Every word saved for you...
Has been picked from an unknown, uncharted void.
Each of these dead petals I'd rather set fire to
And erase any trace of this little twist in fate.
Wait, would I, could I really say, stay day to day that way?
**** me first, before that's true.
originally entitled "Words"
Noah A Baker Jul 2013
We kinda hop our way along--
with purpose, don't get me wrong--
on a quest to find what we need to survive.
Every now and then, we stop, pause
we think we've found it, but we're surely wrong
and we continue to play this game of hide 'n seek
knowing that if we find it, we'll keep it,
for without it, we're weak...we're incomplete.
And the thing is, we can't stop searching
using this burning instinct to lead us on this never ending journey
To nirvana
Or oblivion
um
idrk
hm.
Noah A Baker Jun 2013
I ******* hate every last fiber of your being.
Die.
Do me a favor, before I do the pleasure,
It's now or never, because I can't do it
when the anger subsides.

I just want to say goodbye.

Which is exactly why I'm wishing for your death
while praying for a resurrection
and digging your grave
in search of your affection
right?
hm.
Noah A Baker Jun 2013
it's been a journey hasn't it?
fascinated by differences that revealed our deepest secrets
that we told no soul yet felt consoled by the meanings
of each others thoughts, opinions, ideals; now I'm dealing
with this crazy sense
that I'll never find anything as fascinating again.

I admit, I was a little over my head
trying to be Superman
tackling problems I didn't even understand
I was your biggest fan, of your ideals
the way you could comprehend
what I tried to explain
when I didn't think anyone could or can.
It's bothering me
that you might not comprehend again.

I guess it's on me
for being too blind to see
that we couldn't be on the same team if I tried chasing a different dream
that I believed was the key for me.
Now I'm sitting here hoping the combination is correct
"only time will tell"

well
while time drifts us afar
just know I'm wishing we'll float back together
some way, somehow
and if you comprehend this
I'll know the magic hasn't ended
between us... whatever it is.
So
until our friendship is mended
I'll be in the distance
my copacetic presence
waiting for you to become my yin again.
                                  

                                                    -*Me
hm.
p.s. it's not a love note
p.s.s. yes it is
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