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pascal Sep 2013
so pretensious and unwilling to give
your rough life does not give you the right to be so callous and thin
i have things i'd like to say but, you just brush me off
like a hair fallen from your beautiful head
somtimes you are too royal for me
your reign so lushious and full
who am i? you say
i am part of your pride
one at your side
eternal love
eternal hate
*our signs only match on the right date
pascal May 2013
i crave the taste of romantic seduction
like a shard of broken glass sticking in my abdomen
i have confused nasea with hunger
i think i'm in dire need
i think i'm in dire need
the taste so pure seduced inside my head
i'm too passionate and i feel too hard
i'm too pasionate and i fell too hard
right as rain
left in the cold hardness of dusk
touching the feeling of God
a siren lost in a violent sea
hers was much better than mine
she was a damsel
i was a willed woman searching
**for life.
pascal May 2013
persistance doesnt work
when convenience is what holds your smirk
pascal Mar 2013
production of a productive era
is like an endless terror
lost and confused
and i dont know exactly
where to
go from
here.
pascal Mar 2013
disregard me as a human being
young and foolish
young and full of ****
disregard me of my gaurd
i am but a shard
come loose from your womb
i am no longer inside your sacred tomb
your pride has kept you on your stage
while i strive to live on minimum wage
pascal Feb 2013
she was always worth the world and some change
as she sat slowly saying symmetry was never her game
gonna loose her cool
gonna fall for some fool
She was always trapped in her ways as she searched in a gaze that lasted for days
expressing things that made you think she needed to re-find her ways
and loose herself beneath its skin
but instead was entrapped by its glue
stuck and stagnant stuck in its every fragment
keep the strain
all for a little taste of pain
gonna take the next train
and break her frame
pull the strings
to pull on my wings
wipe off that grin
and let yourself begin
clean up this anxiety you've harbored in
pascal Feb 2013
im indulging on chocolate life
self-centered and useless
self-centered and ruthless
my journey hes just begun to swing its clock in my direction
all i can do is give my full confession
im self-centered and useless
im self-centered and cant do this
i need to mend
i need to mend
ive let myself grow thick for the winters frigid air
just to say i need your welfare
so keep your worry in me and let be
swing the clock in my direction
im self-centered and useless
self-centered
cant do this
im ruthless
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