At most 5 days in
I've started my search to find you
Though you are the best at this hide-and-seek
Not completely last, though I have no direct clues
She is my only link to what could be you
I feel a deep-seeded guilt
For how I pine for you
And though I suspect at what you feel
And have seen hints of what you think
I have no grounded proof that you hold love for me
And still I trust that my instincts are right
That I have a firm grasp on yours
And what I know to be yours on mine
So here I wait
For word of you to return
Or for my mind to draw me to madness
In which my search for you begins anew
And so here I wait
For either or to come
And all I can do now
Is let my mind whirl around you
such a creature of my bad habits
but I repeat such good in you after this
your heartbeat like the quick of a revolver
while you slept
like I was inside, spinning until
I began counting us down
wondering how many bullets you'd saved
I drank from
the shot glass of your palm
& you made me
you made coffee
we went from
south to ocean
mountain to whiskey
with hands full of
what it is we're calling this
& I have your dress
what kind of souvenir is worry ?
your hand in the car
I could put us both in my mouth
and still make room for you
your mood filling my lungs with
ignoring tomorrow &
I ignored that with whiskey
& I am certain you don't know that it killed me
to kiss you goodbye again
I used to have Aspirations.
I used to have Goals,
I'm just biding my time.
I used to try to Resist,
All the Negativity in the World......
All the Hatred and Prejudice
And Desecration of Planet Earth.
But, now, I realize
How powerless I am
So, I'm just biding my Time.
I used to Chase After
Love and Acceptance,
But, now, I'm aware
That Love comes when it's destined,
And people oftentimes can't accept you,
Because they can't accept certain aspects
I'm just Biding my Time
cold blooded adapter smooth in its capture, venomous to those caught in its rapture
ultimate evolver unique in every state, to cocoon and assimilate into a new creature at such a fast rate
lifter of the heavy, for the weak there are plenty, paver of new roads that bring prosperity to many
soft to the touch we all wanna pet usually are to fast for anyone to get
plentiful is the swine for weak is their mind created for slaughter what a sad lifetime
all I can think is Mexican radio a snake with legs smoking weed in 80's videos
a bird who cannot fly makes me wonder why such a big bird won't even try
over time becoming content living in a situation not originally meant
submits to authority biding time as a follower till own goals become priority
slow rumble from the soul an intimidating stare with a glow, with a Grrr! everyone will know
She lived a life less worthy
a life, less worthy she lived
Forgiving not an option
determined not to forgive
Let the fury inside rise
rise against the fury
Scheme and plot a plan
Plan to scheme against 'him'
the less worthy
Biding now her time
her time, she will be biding
To execute her plan
her plan to execute 'him'
There once was a little hummingbird,
wings rapid, pulsating,
bleating, ceaseless in a cause:
either to fight or to flight,
run or to hide,
changes in the tide.
Come, with the palest of moons-
to infinity and beyond, sir,
infinity and beyond.
Come aboard the coaster,
just to pass the time,
care not for the ride-
just pass the time,
amongst the celestials,
biding our time.
Find our way to them,
to the divine,
heaven above, peaceful abode,
numbness no more, for,
You, I, and The Hummingbird are scheduled-
'Trapped in a lizard state'.
The singer's echoes,
the words too clear.
Like a lizard, I lay and wait,
biding my time.
Waiting for my prey to walk in the door.
To latch, and to never let go.
To playfully wrestle the bait.
But for now I am waiting,
staring at nothing.
I wonder if Lizards don't sleep much,
because of their dreams.
Cause if so, I am most definitely cold blooded.
Staring into nothing,
waiting for my prey.