Apr 2018
Razorblade Highway
There’s a razor ripping up the high way.
It’s already a bad day and it’s only Monday.
If I could change all the words to what I meant to say,
I would only change ‘I like you’ to ‘I love you Babe’.
It’s a good time for me to be leaving.
Doing ninety but I’m still not speeding.
If I did I would no longer be dreaming,
About a future where they make me her sin.
I couldn’t care less about my apathy,
But it’s a part of me, like my hair, eyes, hands and teeth
And there is no way for me to get rid,
Because this is the only way I know how to live.
An island in the sun? Never lived on one.
Took a vacation once, but still never managed to catch the sun.
It keeps on running on gaseous energy;
Burning bright for you and blinding me.
It’s not a good day for me to be having a bad day.
I couldn’t say what I wish I never said.
You have a barrier; I get in my own way.
There’s a conveyor belt running through my head.
Off drops another thought, acting on instinct.
The free will of the naturally gifted.
All I do I have spent a lifetime learning.
A fading star will not keep burning.
Live a life less extraordinary.
Pick up a dictionary, write a new story.
If you are only searching for the glory,
Then you will only ever fail to truly,
Know the truth of a one heart butterfly.
Cease time and make way for a smile.
Let her through to see the inside of you,
Or hide away in the deepest blues.
I couldn’t contemplate not being in love again.
If I did I think I would meet my end.
There’s a reason for me to carry on…
One day I will be left as loves carrion.
I could lie, but I don’t have it in me.
I could shout out loud and scream!
I could hide away and never be open;
But what would that make me when my shell is already broken?
Nothing to hide but the deepest secrets.
They are hidden from me just like I need them to be.
If I exposed myself to the truth of human nature,
I would cry and fall down dead by a razor.
People ****!
At being in love.
They don’t care that I don’t care and you don’t care enough.
I cannot take all your deceitful back-stabbing.
Take a second…look at who it is you are grabbing.
I am not your hot property for any time;
I am God’s gift!
To the art of crying.
I have no strength left to put up with your selfishness.
Take it all back.
I tried my best to get past your past,
But as you confess to a string of adultery,
I pick it up, wrap it around my neck,
I take a lovers leap
And I am finally free…
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
There’s a razor ripping up the high way.
It’s already a bad day and it’s only Monday.
If I could change all the words to what I meant to say,
I would only change ‘I like you’ to ‘I love you Babe’.
It’s a good time for me to be leaving.
Doing ninety but I’m still not speeding.
If I did I would no longer be dreaming,
About a future where they make me her sin.
I couldn’t care less about my apathy,
But it’s a part of me, like my hair, eyes, hands and teeth
And there is no way for me to get rid,
Because this is the only way I know how to live.
An island in the sun? Never lived on one.
Took a vacation once, but still never managed to catch the sun.
It keeps on running on gaseous energy;
Burning bright for you and blinding me.
It’s not a good day for me to be having a bad day.
I couldn’t say what I wish I never said.
You have a barrier; I get in my own way.
There’s a conveyor belt running through my head.
Off drops another thought, acting on instinct.
The free will of the naturally gifted.
All I do I have spent a lifetime learning.
A fading star will not keep burning.
Live a life less extraordinary.
Pick up a dictionary, write a new story.
If you are only searching for the glory,
Then you will only ever fail to truly,
Know the truth of a one heart butterfly.
Cease time and make way for a smile.
Let her through to see the inside of you,
Or hide away in the deepest blues.
I couldn’t contemplate not being in love again.
If I did I think I would meet my end.
There’s a reason for me to carry on…
One day I will be left as loves carrion.
I could lie, but I don’t have it in me.
I could shout out loud and scream!
I could hide away and never be open;
But what would that make me when my shell is already broken?
Nothing to hide but the deepest secrets.
They are hidden from me just like I need them to be.
If I exposed myself to the truth of human nature,
I would cry and fall down dead by a razor.
People ****!
At being in love.
They don’t care that I don’t care and you don’t care enough.
I cannot take all your deceitful back-stabbing.
Take a second…look at who it is you are grabbing.
I am not your hot property for any time;
I am God’s gift!
To the art of crying.
I have no strength left to put up with your selfishness.
Take it all back.
I tried my best to get past your past,
But as you confess to a string of adultery,
I pick it up, wrap it around my neck,
I take a lovers leap
And I am finally free…
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
