Sometimes you wake up one morning and realize that the way you're living isn't okay, and you just can't go on like that any longer.
Are the people in your life rising you up, or are they just shitting on you repeatedly?
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Flesh of one becomes flesh of another
Warmth overpowers cold
Love overcomes hate
Combining strengths, abandoning signs of weakness
This is our fate.
I sketch your body with the pads of my fingers
Claiming it, whispering secret promises
Remembering its scent
I will cherish it always, every day the sun chooses to rise
A love incapable of being spent
I loathe all, i break free
Erased by the sea
Warmth overpowers cold
Love overcomes hate
Combining strengths, abandoning signs of weakness
This is our fate.
I sketch your body with the pads of my fingers
Claiming it, whispering secret promises
Remembering its scent
I will cherish it always, every day the sun chooses to rise
A love incapable of being spent
I loathe all, i break free
Erased by the sea
Friday, September 3, 2010
I call this one, "Fuck"
plunging beneath my foundation, grazing the core of nothingness
soul relies on soul in order to redeem itself
one solitary bomb, waiting to explode
i see the sky, want to hold a piece of it in my hand
want to touch it to my face, listen to it with my ear
lick the salt that was acquired in reaching it
hoping that all who deny it will cease
gasping for air, crying for help
a leap from insanity
i am told you are there, yet your actions tell me otherwise
i want someone to see what is eating me alive.
sucking out the nutrients that i keep trying to restore
still yet, finding no reprieve in this company
so i lye here, waiting for a miracle
wishing i could pick myself up and put myself on a pedestal
so that i might reach out and feel even a single hand
hear even a whisper permeate the air
the warmth of another
soul relies on soul in order to redeem itself
one solitary bomb, waiting to explode
i see the sky, want to hold a piece of it in my hand
want to touch it to my face, listen to it with my ear
lick the salt that was acquired in reaching it
hoping that all who deny it will cease
gasping for air, crying for help
a leap from insanity
i am told you are there, yet your actions tell me otherwise
i want someone to see what is eating me alive.
sucking out the nutrients that i keep trying to restore
still yet, finding no reprieve in this company
so i lye here, waiting for a miracle
wishing i could pick myself up and put myself on a pedestal
so that i might reach out and feel even a single hand
hear even a whisper permeate the air
the warmth of another
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