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Xavier Mar 2015
I'm going backwards in the race with you.
Faster than I'd ever thought true.
I can keep pace, My life had no taste.
Then I met you, So don't pretend.
This magnetism has pulled, The lights are all dim.
In front of Grand Park down to Sunken City.
Watching from the Observatory and in the subway in some way, I am stuck in your teeth, Internally puzzled.
Step 1 and 2 and 3, are what I followed.
Now how do you end thee? Spend the night under the bottom of the lake of legs.
Follow you through every trail, I wish I could fix broken nails.
Everywhere, no matter where. I don't really care. I just want you there.
Xavier Mar 2015
You have those spiral eyes, Hypnotize me please.
I am your captive in the dark park.
Living off every photo, I wish I could take my words back.
Stuck within the train station while you catch the gold to somewhere old, your past, with him.

I wait all nightly day just to get thrown away like an old pair of shoes.
But I'm the hopeless kind of fool that'll try to find the pulse in you.
You leave me to drown in my sail boat of a bed stuck at sea with no paddle.

The clouds are pink like your lips now that you're ready to go off again.
In soft shades of purple leafs I seen you in full, Through my telescope I can't seem to keep you in view.
You're my Moby, I need to be lonely.

Keep my umbrella up, even in the sun, to shoot through the storm that has yet to arrive.

A hand touches my shoulder and a pair of lips grip my lips as I press in my hips, wrapping our finger tips.

Its you, I go wild like a zoo, You know I'm your fool.
I need you more than you'll ever know.
Xavier Jan 2015
Caution you speak, I'm so sure of myself.

Low line cinema in my house.
Raiding my brain and running late for a train that doesn't even exist.
You can touch so much yet feel so little.  
It's things like this, unspoken words.
The ground beneath my feet shrinks every time we meet.
Sooner or later Imma lose it all and finally fall.
Right left up into your arm chair,
Sitting cozy with my tea.
Sort through memories and open safes with my code only in my head can you think the way I think.

In misty visions the wizard casts his spells.

In daily shadows you stay until the night time hides your evil eye.
Xavier Jan 2015
He was deathly afraid of being hurt. He was afraid of opening up in case it was turned around and used against him, or that it would be left open and abandoned.

I still am.
Xavier Jan 2015
Some days I wish I didn't wake up.
Other nights I wish I didn't sleep.

That's when all my inner thoughts come out and creep.
I think that I over think about the way I over think. What do you think?
Xavier Jan 2015
"I promise I'll stay"  She would say.
As she slowly walked away.
Am I just suppose to just be okay?
  Jan 2015 Xavier
Kate Irons
i would rather you to not sleep when i should
hold the attention your dreams keep
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