The cold dissonance formed like the frost on a leaf of late October - It's the way it crumbled. They believed in what they were subject to like not conveying feelings is in fashion I tell you its a flawless fall Thus closes the locket shaped like love that held it all side by side, a thousand words less. And you flash your teeth as a smile unzips across your face, gaze at your reflection and all you see is an endless maze. We have reached the point of no return, you have no choice but to embrace the gathering dark. The currency is forgiveness but our pockets are empty. You think that dying alone is inevitable and the "antihero" of our hearts never gets the girl. But it doesn't have to be that way just for the sake of poetry. Drop the broken sword. Indelible feelings brought us to the table, a setting of conjecture and dying settlements. The question is "Who deserves peace?" Pick up the pen and write your name.
"...and then we get up at the **** crack of dawn, eat cereal for breakfast, take a cool shower to put some pep in our steps, then get in the car and drive around listening to our favorite music until the coffee shop opens."
"And when we've finished our morning coffee and people-watching we walk around town looking at all the crap we want to get when we've saved up enough money for it and then get a slice of pizza or something. You know what happens next? We take our favorite books or whatever and go chill in a hammock that we set up in a corner of the college campus. You want me to bring my guitar so you can listen to the silly ditties I come up with on the spot? Sure. You want to go to a movie? Just say the word."
"I don't really care what we do, as long as we're content. I'm just throwing out ideas."
adjective Tired, bored, or lacking enthusiasm, typically after having had too much of something.
"What? Would you like a crown and scepter to go along with that golden throne you've built out of your expectations? You put so much into one person that you don't want to try it again because you didn't get what you wanted in return? Good lord. This world has bred some spineless humans. I'm sorry, but it's all on you."
"I don't know, call me a sociopath. Whatever."
I'm sorry, but not sorry. Sometimes I think about ****. I'm only human.
"Hold the light closer, it is going to fade. For something lurks at the edges of dreams had by the mortal…"
Shadows cast, raven’s flight Over stone, beyond the grave Bringing forth, a thing of dread The hand of death, a twist of fate
Inspired by a video game character and a glass of cranberry coconut juice. Also, I'm thinking about making this into a song. Feel free to send me ideas for more lyrics or a chorus and whatnot. 'Tis the season.