The cup was half empty
before we were born
The taste mirrored sour fruit
I collected drops of uncertainty to fill it up
And yet full it never did run
I found you in a sea of faceless books
Drops of laughter filled page after page
of self-loathing
The drug you chose was the remedy
I was deprived
Deep, deep down parts of me
unwound
My darkness, dank and distorted
reached for your elusive light
My madness is infectious
you never stood a chance
We tiptoed silently, searching
for a way around the Burden Tree
A path never travelled would have
been better suited
But now I watch and I wait
you moved on with grace
The staccato rhythm of my thoughts
echo across empty walls
I wish I could split in two
But I was a plague and you were a Pachelbel fugue
Together,
rhyme with no reason
the devil's interval
a space with no shape
...love in an augmented form
But,
the cup was full
the fruit was sweet
And as always...
My madness stained the blue to red
I only know how to create destruction in my Path
I thank the darkness for the distance
and only hope that you find happiness
Your hugs heal my breaking heart
Only temporarily, for once I see you hug another
It once again tears apart
I question my warm feelings…
We’re only friends, yet you fascinate me
To the point that I wonder if that’s all we really are.
I cherish our laughter, our quirky remarks
But do you lavish the intrepid beauty of others instead?
Am I nothing, if not the awkward girl you laugh with, when they’re gone…?
But then, am I more special than they?
More than a face, two breasts, and hips?
More than a quick pleasure in-between your sheets?
Or is that all you truly cherish…?
Pretty sky
Full of lights
Wondering
What delights
Live out there...
Stuck down here
In my bubble
Best I got
Is the Hubble
Telescope...
Magic here
Magic there
Pondering why and where
Did it start...
Did it begin
Does it end
Who knows
Where or when
Life goes to...
We are all
Made from stars
Even dust
Even Mars
Natures way...
Science shows
Magic too
Even logic
Falters through
Explanation...
When I was growing up I remember a particularly serveres Winter; there was snow every where and all over the place too. I was walking along after school to find my way home;the snow having turned everything white. As I chatted to my friend a much older boy by the name of Steven Davies: when all of a sudden the ground gave way beneath my feet and I fell into one of the empty undulations, created by workmen when they were building the estate.
This undulation I had fallen into was so steep that even standing and trying to pull myself up by creating small cut out hand and feet holds. It was a good idea, but daring ideas do work. Eventually Steven told me to reach up as far as I could; he too could not reach at first. So Steven manages to get hold of my hand and pulls me free of the enveloping snow and the depth of the undulation, which had extremly high walls.
I was so gratefull of Steven's help; without his help I am sure I would have died and quite undetected until the Spring thaw, what a grisly sight I would make. Thank goodness it was only my imagination working overtime. Steven was being really galant I thanked him and gave him a kiss, I was also shivering from snow and cold weather but so gratefull to be alive. But my rescue by Steven made me feel warm and his compay home did a lot to lift my spirits too. I thought Steven was a realy nice bloke.
I feel like I'm getting cut off the chord
Another guy's cheating on his girlfriend while he's bored
Lies to his good friend and runs off again anew
Leaves his friend to the wolves and what is true
To lie and kiss when you belonged to another
To take away a poor soul's virginity and have a 10th lover
All of this and more at once
Consecutively deceiving and ongoing months
I wonder just what is your problem?
To steal so many hearts and trap a robin
And feed the sickness to the sea of insanity
Starting another storm and change the skies to calamity
To taint another's love
and slit the throat of a peaceful dove
You set a storm in the deepest of hearts
and set wounds inside the most delicate parts
When will you ever seem to care or learn
Until the harsh fire inside of you ceases to burn
To turn yet another to stone
and eat the flesh and leave bare bone
Laying in the shadows waiting for the next poor soul to ravage
Clearly you fit the name, the worst of a savage
Imagine breathing in,
What if you left all the swears behind?
What happens in the end?
What matters are the sins that casted by,
Life seems,
Like nothing in those dreams.
All we'll ever be,
Are nomads in this scene.
Lasted through the doubt.
Finally room for our faith here.
I've been hallow since,
But I will never choke.
I won't choke.
Pain felt through the those sheets.
All the dreams,
Are felt between. Us.
Life can only mean,
Hardly anything.
If our hallutions are only delusions.
We should leave this illusion.
If I am to lose these eyes
Strip me then now of these lies
Take me to this darkness wonder
In harmony of the black of slumber
Forever to stay shut, anchored in a sea under
and yet though, I do not believe in such thunder
You can take me away from one thing
But I will find a way to still chirp and sing
You can take my legs and swallow love's promised ring
But I'll still find a way to flap a broken wing
And if I am to die..?
I can walk away, with open eyes.
Deep beneath the oily earth gates,
Far away from the icy laps of cold breeze,
Miles apart from the whispering pecks of moving lips,
A grotto fit only for a fish exists in the water.
An ancient citadel of a place, hidden in cool green,
With mossy brick pillars and statues dormant and still,
In small shallows of breathable space,
Weeds slime and water trickles like pretty music,
Fresh and clear exists the secret world,
Undiscovered by all but us,
A palace of purity, a castle of crystallized clarity,
We light a candle in the rippling pool,
Hold it up to the dappling rays of seeping sun,
And pray for more grottoes and glens,
In which to imagine our perfect world.
I found a girl, and saw her perspective
Silent, yet surprisingly reflective
They claimed she was away, entirely defective
But I knew otherwise just from the look in her eyes
I saw through the silent, and closed off disguise
And from there, I saw the immediate connection
Completely dissected, but still searches for true affection
Her warm, yet crooked emotion
A calmed, yet broken devotion
Silent, but struggling for her sound
and yet, still not a face found
Her skin torn, gone and rotten.
Her mouth stolen, words lost, ignored and forgotten.
She was exposed to all of the morbid things
Corrupted lies, and uneven broken wings
All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew
And she left sudden, without a word,
Her existence she seen was too blurred
Before I could realize, she was gone and done
Did you ever wonder what life can become?
All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew..