"yellowcard" poems
I stagger out of the Paradise Rock Club. 11:04pm.
42 degrees. Short sleeves, no jacket; I give zero *****
I have experienced something beyond words, but I'll try
In 50 minutes it will be All Hallow's Eve, a Monday
Due and not yet begun I have an essay on James Joyce and
A reckoning on the occult, inner mysteries of the CPU.
Again, I give zero *****
The last hour and a half were the best possible use of my time.
Not 5 miles away, people I sympathize with
are protesting the failure of America,
But tonight I have seen her undeniable beauty:
904, as the fire code rates, packed in to the inch
A choir united, the director:
A man who tonight skipped his Aunt Steph's funeral at her request
To be here
To direct us in each anthem.
In hopeful, truthful noise
Our hoarse and untrained voices combine
And as Mr. Key observes, against all odds, against all reason
Make the most beautiful sound.
D.B. Guy
Slightly drunk, tears in my eyes
On the Green Line
11:17pm
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 3:12 AM UTC
This is what I though was my best writing, now I look back and feel sort of foolish - copied straight out of my blog from 2008.
*Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Erased.. [song]
Current mood: betrayed
Category: Writing and Poetry*
Ten years from now
Tell me what do you see
Is your life, how you want it to be
Are you loved, are you okay
Do you thoughts, ever cross my way
Does my name, come to mind
When you hear, that song late at night
Are you ever reminded, of my face
Or am I a memory, in time erased
When you look back, take your time
I hope you remember, making me smile
And all of the nights we stayed up late
Just talking, like we were soul mates
After all of these years, did you know
Your name was behind, every word I wrote
And all of those songs, you used to sing
I always wondered, were any about me
Does my name, come to mind
When you hear, that song late at night
Are you ever reminded, of my face
Or am I a memory, in time erased
And did you know, that it hurt
When you didn't, pick me over her
Was it all, just a big mistake
How'd you feel, when you seen my heart break
Does my name, come to mind
When you hear, that song late at night
Are you ever reminded, of my face
Or am I a memory, in time erased
I'd like to forget, go back in time
Say goodbye, know you'll never be mine
End it all, keep from wondering why
When I fall, I cant keep it inside
*Currently listening:
Ocean Avenue
By Yellowcard
Release date: 22 July, 2003*
Aug 16, 2010
Aug 16, 2010 at 7:54 AM UTC
Man once sang to me
Look at you saving the world on your own
And I wonder how things gonna be
As the time here passes so slow
In a city of devils we live
A city of devils we live
Find somebody to learn
Boy, you gotta love someone more than yourself
I can feel the fire of the city lights burn
And it's hard to find Angels in Hell
Flying alone
And I
Feel like I don't belong
And I
Can't tell right from the wrong
And why have I been here so long?
In a city of devils we live
A city of devils we live
Questions I can't seem to find
To the answers I already have
And you can't see the sky here at night
So I guess I can't make my way back
Flying alone
And I
Feel like I don't belong
And I
Can't tell right from the wrong
And why have I been here so long?
What if I wanted you here
Right now
Would you fall in the fire burn me down
If I wanted you here
Right now
Would you fall in the fire burn me down
If I wanted you here
Right now
In a city of devils we live [x2]
a city of devils we live
a city of...
Flying alone
and I
feel like I don't belong
and I
can't tell right from the wrong
and why have I been here so long?
I don't belong
don't belong
I've been here too long
too long
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 2:25 PM UTC
looking around the bonfire i see all my friends
-acquaintances, mates
and i wonder how long they'll be there
-around, with me
light dancing off their faces, music playing on ****** '90's boombox speakers
-Joshua Radin, Gorillaz, the violintastic Yellowcard
i see people i see everyday, people i haven't seen in years
-will it be that long til i see them again,
-when will my everyday friends turn into that
looking out from the fire over the river i see my unremarkable hometown
-the darkness hiding the decay, the streetlights making it look beautiful as -only this view of the city can provide
I'm moving soon as others already have. As the rest of the circle likely will
-how often will i see this "hellish black hole"
this little circle of friends spreading, our arms barely stretching to hold on
-how long can it hold
but for now we're here bullshitting a night a way and in the end that's all that matters
-i guess
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 5:13 PM UTC
I know exactly how you’re ******* your new girlfriend.
I know you’re going to play “Sing for Me” by Yellowcard in the background. I know you’re going to **** on that song like we never danced to it at prom, like you never learned it on acoustic for me, like we didn’t make out to it under my lit Christmas tree.
I know 9 times out of 10 she’s going to initiate and that will **** her off.
I know how long it’s going to last you, how you’re going to try so hard to old it in but in the pit of your stomach you know it doesn’t work.
I know your glasses are going to fog up and get smudged with face grease and you’ll need to Windex them afterward.
I know you’re going to say “I love you” to her right after. You’ll mean it, but regret that you do. Soon you’ll need to fix that.
I know you’re going to eat a bowl of Raisin Bran once you’ve dressed again.
I know you’re going to talk about this time until the next time, and she’ll give in just to shut you up. Also because she really does love you, and wants to please you.
I know you’re going to beg she sleeps in your clothes without underwear before showering, and she will if you reciprocate.
I know you’re going to talk about *** like it’s divine, like it’s balanced on a pedestal located in the most untouched corner of Eden.
I know you’re going to treat all of this like a chocolate fountain, infinitely filling and never squandered.
And you haven’t been home, so you don’t know that the first place we made love is demolished to rubble and stone. You told me good things last forever,
But I know you lie. Yellowcard told us “no looking back when I am gone”, and for a year and a half those words were wedding vows.
But you’re obsessed with conclusion, and feeling,
So you’ll leave her, just like you did me,
To feel again, because these love affairs are nothing but alcoholic drinks you choke down to numb.
You said don’t look back when you’re gone, but there is no forward from here.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 4:15 PM UTC
Reminds me of the very best
Above all the rest, my lady in a red dress
My loving rose, my heart chose,
Emotions arose, a keeper never to dispose
I suppose my soulmate, she elevates
Deeply penetrates, shall I demonstrate
She lands, sent high from the sky
I could hear her cry, walking by,
She caught my eye, soon stole my heart
Kept it locked, any intruders were blocked
Quickly stopped, two divines dropped
Sent from his celestial kingdom,
To earths sinister kingdom, place rules
Open the eyes of those fools,
Armored with heavens tools, she sets down
Her decision final, think of any objection
And your barrier disappears for rejection
She appears soft, but don't let that fool you
She can school you, stand back she's a queen
Of harmony and peace, so listen her words
Speak wisdom, love, and prosperity
She's strong, maybe physically average
But remember she carries the key
To the angel of death
That won't hesitate to take your last breathe
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
"Keeper"
I wanna love,
I wanna leave.
I want you to love me,
I want you to leave me.
I want to stand where I can see,
I'm watching you love me,
And I'm watching you leave me now.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I wanna know if i could be,
Someone to turn to,
That could never hurt you.
But i know what you think of me,
You had a breakthrough,
And now i'm just bad news for you.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I should've told you everything.
I never gave you anything.
I should've told you everything.
If i could give you anything,
Then i would tell you everything.
I wish i could be,
Somebody else.
I wish i could see,
You and myself.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
And say,
What you really feel.
You know i need,
Something that's real.
I wish there was something inside me,
To keep you beside me.
I should've told you everything.
I should've told you everything.
I should've told you everything.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 1:37 AM UTC
I've joined the ranks of those who never sleep, those who never sleep, those who live on coffee and cigarettes, who listen to acoustic yellowcard and dream of what happiness really is.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC