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mike Feb 2013
knockknock
whos there?
doorsalesman
doorsalesman who?
doorsalesman in a paradox.
we're all in a paradox, you benign ***.
howr we all in a paradox?
because we're alive, now get out of my doorway before i **** you.
how is it a paradox to be alive?
do you have a family, mister?
no
ok
what does that mean?
get the *** out of here
but
(bang).....(riiiing...riiiing)
"hello"
"hey, joey?..i need a favor man.."
"wuts up?"
"i uuhhh...i uhh.. i need something from you.. a favor"
"wut the *** is it?"
"...hhh..i uhh..i need you to help me get rid of a body"
"........who?"
"doorsalesman"
"doorsalesman who?"
"dude...dont even start. just commere and help me out"
"ok...gimme a minute..im reading a book about paradoxes"
"no ****..ha!"
"yeah. i never really thought of it but its technically a paradox to be alive"
"yeah, i kn
"cuz, i mean, you need something alive to make something living. and where did life begi
"HOLYSHIT! JUST FUKKING COME OVER! NOW!!!"
(CLICK)
Nope Jun 2014
then why even tell me
if your plan wasn't to rip out my
(insert worthless metaphor)
just once
why cant our souls speak
tan pants and butterfly clips
lakeside conversations and moments of eternity
succumb to a starvation like lust
leave it alone
take another sip from a cup full of memories
drowning in another diluted moment
ill never surface for air
and my body will never float to the surface
of lies and deceit
you can bury me in the honesty of this moment
headlines and headstones
ive already been erased
you cant revive love
dead is gone and gone is dead
incoherent?
hardly
you know how i think
i dont pretend to know me
youll never understand me
suffocating even as you try
asphyxiation alluding to inner clarity
don't be fooled by my lack of reality
trust me
and take heed
no swimming allowed
in my head
that could have been the perfect ending to this
but ive been wrong before
maybe its another begi....
no don't say it
that phrase is overused
my heart is overused
wretched and heaving
vomiting past indiscretions
volatile projections of regret
limitless wandering of the eternal enmities of my life
smile
i just did
Once you reach the bottom; I find it easier to just stay there...
Lucy Sky Aug 2014
I remember the days when my heart would light up when you walked into the room. The days when we would sit, wrapped in each others arms, watching the night sky with a smile on our faces, and our heart beats racing.
What happened?
Where did the nights that we had spent together, run off to? I'm sitting on the sidelines, watching the once brilliantly lit flame, slowly dwindle to nothingness. MY heart doesn't sing in the same key anymore.
Why am I fighting for something that's already gone?
Was this bound to happen?
Was it ****** from the begi
Where is the person I used to know.
The person that I once loved.
We are nothing but an empty shell of something that was once so beautiful.
My heart is quietly breaking, while we drift further and further apart.
I don't want to let go, but I'm not even sure what it is I'm struggling to onto anymore.
Where did we go?
My heart doesn't sing in the same key anymore.

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