Something about you
is so new and exciting
Giving me feelings
I don't feel like fighting

I don't mean to be forward
or to come on too strong
but it seems to be mutual
will you say if I'm wrong?

So keep taking my hand
without hesitation
and keep being impulsive
without preparation

You'll never regret it
I give you my word
Tell me if I'm foolish
or sounding absurd

I stand here like atlas
the world on my shoulder
The people around me
have only grown colder

Your caring and warmth
took me by surprise
I saw what I wanted
deep in your blue eyes

I've never been lower
than when we first met
but the pain I was feelin'
you made me forget

You pushed her from my mind
with your gentle gaze
and left me to wonder
my head in a daze

Now you're far away
but still in my head
I can't help but wish
you were here in my bed

But enough of my hopes
and my wandering dreams
I still feel I'm tearing
apart at the seams

So stitch me up proper
with fine threads of trust
and pull them through sweetly
with a needle of lust

My mind is tattered
but my whits are keen
my intentions are *****
but my hands are clean

I'll massage your back
and rub your neck
There won't be a need
to keep me in check

I'll bring you flowers
and take you out to eat
Perhaps even new shoes
to get you off your feet

If I search for you
just what will I find?
Until I have found it
you'll be on my mind

With something to hope for
and nowhere to be
I'll sit here and wonder
if you're thinking of me

That may be unlikely
I may not have a clue
but whatever the case
I'll be thinking of you

So let me get to know you
I won't press romance
but I won't stop it either
Will you give me a chance?

loved you once
love you still
always have
always will

im tired of it all,
I waited for you,
more than once,
I am insane about you,
I find girls that are just like you,
and date them,
I run to help you whenever you call just to be put in the shadows when im done,

you say you want me to wait again,
wait for what more pain,
more shadows?
make me a promise to wait for me,
let me show you how the shadows feel,
then you can finally stand next to me,
finally know how i feel,
then we will know if we are ment to be.

You excuse yourself from the party
And sneak off to the second floor
You hide out in your bedroom
And double-lock the door

The taste of birthday cake still lingers
That stupid song rings in your ears
Downstairs your guests are having fun
Though their host is not how she appears

You reach underneath your bed
And grab a box that’s made from tin
Shaking hands quickly remove
The sharp instruments held within

The tools of a sacred ceremony
That follows the emotional drain
The ****** ritual of release
The catharsis brought by pain

You grab the hem of your skirt
And raise it up past your waist
You stare down at battered legs
Milky white flesh you’ve defaced

A terrain map of your body
A reminder of who you are
Some may prefer a tattoo
But nothing lasts like a scar

Each memory is a torturous cell
Trapping you in an inescapable past
The pain and suffering that never ended
And the happiness that wouldn’t last

Ignorance may be bliss for some
But it comes with a price too steep
So relive those nights in your father’s bed
When he made you cry yourself to sleep

Soon you’ll make your way downstairs
And blend in seamlessly with the crowd
That fabricated air of optimism
Is the mask that acts as your shroud

A smile, a laugh or a smirk
False gestures you convey
You find it so easy to lose yourself
Inside the character you portray

Reality is too difficult for some
The real Sarah they can never know
You only do this for their own good
So let’s get on with the show

lift up arms
weightless and numb
to float away on clouds of smoke
as the neck drips
off the body losing one
precious head while eyes rest
within an empty shell of hair
sweet smile lost in the bed folds
to laugh at the walls
when they melt to the floor
crying tears of grandeur
here hands comb hair
tangled fingers break
curls now dotted with flesh
warm shivers run past
dry eyes
smoke picking up the pieces
putting a face together
mask
arms weightless and numb

little boys used to scrape your knee.
now, they break your heart.

The sun chases the moon,
and the moon chases me.
I sit still,
content and free.

Our science is wrong,
but our religion is worse.
Only by ignoring the two,
can you orbit in reverse.

In a factory jungle,
among birds and things,
the child slave labors,
over your wedding ring.

I went their once,
it wasn't too bad,
the flies don't bite,
but the liquor drives you mad.

Oblivity is ecstasy!
Ignorance is bliss!
so says I,
so says the abyss.