When the man of the house threatens to put a leash on you,
The best step now is to see yourself out to force him to rue.
I crawl crack cower
In the morning white
With my eyes lips skin
Cracked. White.
I stand dormant
While steam pervades
My self. My wall. My grime.
And thought does it matter
In this or that time
But I can't think on that now
I've got to go to work.
Uncertainty is like the dark cloud in the sky,
During the rainy season,
It does have its own whim,
It does have its own reason!
As long as there is uncertainty,
There is an unseen pressure,
Which keeps on going up,
Like the market’s share!
Uncertainty is as troublesome as Iago,
We feel tense unless tranquility we move to.
Fast paced words that recount our love in anger
And in that anger
I find the tiniest bit of melancholy to call my own
Since then stripped of an emotional state
To escape your feelings
As well as mine
Which you’ve seemed to help yourself to
I soar to the color of the sky
And the sound of crashing and ocean depths
Left in silence that takes away the anger
I hurl myself towards safety
Away from the cruel clutches of you
But as I sit
My caprice takes me
With such certainty I felt
That this ocean blue I felt I relate to
Has yet to sooth me
And with every time I run to my azure
From your displeasure
I have to come back
Such as the squawking gulls overhead
Must come back to land
With your sustenance
You sustain my being
Don’t get lost-
That’s what I've been told.
A lot.
When I was very young.
There are paths to choose from ahead
Like many others there were before
There are milestones left on the way
(My hopeful heart says)
There will be milestones ahead
But there never was such standstill moment,
like this one.
I cannot go back.
Never did.
I don’t know where I’ll go.
Never before too.
Do my words find you? Do they speak?
Better question, is your answer the one I seek?
Do you care or do you just not see,
That without you I am not me?
Or maybe I put it all in something fake.
Something only real to me, built up to one big break.
Or is what I hold really true?
That the one i'll always love is gonna be you?
These are just the thoughts of a hopeless Romantic.
A guy who believes in fairy tales no matter how dramatic.
Someone who believes in the power of love, no matter the cold hard facts
The guy who doesn't sit and think before he acts.
Am I wrong to care that much?
Is it wrong that I haven't known anything like your touch?
I may not be perfect, you know that well.
Past actions you may always dwell.
Maybe my meaning in this will be lost, over your head it flew
And if so I'll make this easy and just say it, I love you.
I think you're afraid
Of mostly heartbreak
To be alone, maybe you fear
But I know you NEED someone near
Either you can't admit it to yourself
Or everyone that's tried has changed the way you felt
I'm not most guys, but I'm not perfect
I'm less of the same, I'm different
It's up to you to see that and make the effort
Of trying to keep me, or let me go right now
I hate wasting my time
The anxiety fucks with my mind
I don't expect you to be in love with me
But I would think that all this time you'd have seen
That either you wanna waste with this
Or I'm just an obstacle in your way shit!
I don't why I'm writing this when we don't even know each other
But I feel the need to clarify, am I a good thing or am I a bother?
Think this through and let me know
Or call me right now and just say "you can go"
I won't blame you, since you told me everything upfront
But I can't help but get irritated, I guess I just I give a fuck
But it would be easier now that we either never meet
Or you say something meaningful and say you like me....
I'm sorry for putting these stupid thoughts in your head
They're also dumb in mine, empty hollow pointless threads
Sorry you met me, sorry I'm like this
I should've told you from the start, I get attached too quick
I'm not in love, no way in hell
But I did see something here, but I guess I'm by myself
Let me know if this scared you, tell me the truth
One thing I gotta say before I leave, I never once lied to you...
Once was a
free-spirited child.
I ran on all fours
like Spirit* and Rain*,
galloping through the grass,
soaring over sidewalks.
Once I was a
free-spirited child.
I could run around naked
without a care in the world.
Once I was a
free-spirited child.
The world was mine,
and I was invincible!
Once I was a
free-spirited child.
But now, I am....