Unplug the chord
Turn off the power
Let down the needle
It is no longer comedy hour
Spinning around
Again and again
Pictures of yesterday
Slowly fade away
Barely knowing
Wanting
Wishing
You would stay
The time passes slowly
The hour hand is stuck on
3am
I must be lonely
It finally picks up
Things finally caught
Then the music ends
With a crackling halt
I would like to stay
All hours
All day
Eventually all will notice
I've gone away
We are still breathing
But we have been dead
For a while
Death to real love
Something that might last
No way moving all to fast
Too good to be true
What it seems to you
Silly me still hoping
This could pull through
But it ends tonight
No heart
Just vile
Because hey, thats whats in style
What it seems to you
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
into my reflection of self
Self reflection
Its helping me
I am figuring out what
It means to me
Among the
Heartbreak
Tears
Anger
Lonlieness
Insecurity
I finally find myself happy
Its helping me
I am figuring out what
It means to me
Among the
Heartbreak
Tears
Anger
Lonlieness
Insecurity
I finally find myself happy
Thursday, March 5, 2009
She Is Happy
She wakes up greets the day
Not so long
Not far away
Beautiful like she knows
Messy but planned never knowing
What
The radio is broken
She sings her own song
The only tune her heart knows
It could be worse
Why make her own curse
People surround her
Some filled with love
Some filled with hate
It a test she takes every day
Somehow smiling the fears away
They all can't help but say
She is so happy today
Not so long
Not far away
Beautiful like she knows
Messy but planned never knowing
What
The radio is broken
She sings her own song
The only tune her heart knows
It could be worse
Why make her own curse
People surround her
Some filled with love
Some filled with hate
It a test she takes every day
Somehow smiling the fears away
They all can't help but say
She is so happy today
Sunday, March 1, 2009
My Secrets Make Me
I hate secrets
They just create little bombs
I have many yes
I hate them just as much
True
The only reason I keep them
Is to hide who i really believe I am
Wretched
Disgusting
Ugly
Lonely
Depressed
All I want to do is make a list
Of all my secrets
All the twisted things I do
All the sick things I think
I want you all to know me to
You might put me me away
Shun me, you're through
But at least then you would know
That the girl you're seeing is true
They just create little bombs
I have many yes
I hate them just as much
True
The only reason I keep them
Is to hide who i really believe I am
Wretched
Disgusting
Ugly
Lonely
Depressed
All I want to do is make a list
Of all my secrets
All the twisted things I do
All the sick things I think
I want you all to know me to
You might put me me away
Shun me, you're through
But at least then you would know
That the girl you're seeing is true
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Bullet for her Valentine
She walks home every day
Hoping for a call that seems to far away
"I'm sorry" he would say
"Sorry for hurting you"
But that call never comes
She only gets the call that says
"I'm drunk"
"Come and get me now!"
No mother to mediate
She gets in the car
And drives to the broken down, shabby little bar
She looks at the scars and cries
When she sees the anger in her father's eyes
She knows what is to come
It has once, twice, three times been done
She tries hides best she can
Runs but is found again
But this time the road is a dead end
His fists hit hard
Her ivory skin turning blue
He tires and gets in
"Lets go home"
Now its almost 2 in the morning
What else can she do?
He crashes she cries
Outside on the front step
Her tears fall and dry
She dosnt want this anymore
She goes to her father's dresser drawer
Pulls out a handgun
Loaded for sure
She goes to the garage and closes the door
No word for goodbye
Only wanting to die
Finger on the trigger
Pointing to her head
She dosnt hear a gunshot
But shattering glass instead
Turns to the eyes of a stranger neighbor at best
His brown eyes beginning to bore
Her soul
"Dont" is all he says
Coming trough the window
Took the gun held her tight
"I called the police, its over tonight."
The red and blue lights promise her comfort
It ends tonight she sighed
A year later she has a new home
New parents that love her that would never do harm
She goes to his door step
Lays down a box with a note and a knock
She leaves
Coming to the door he sees
The box contains a bullet engraved with words
These
"You saved me."
And on the note what it said
He never knew the wind took it away with a gust that blew
Simple the little words that he already knew
"This is the bullet that almost killed me."
"This is the bullet that brought me to you."
"You saved me that night, forever I'm thankful."
"You saved my life that Valentines night, my life and my heart."
"This bullet is for you my Valentine. My guardian angel."
"I thank you.For giving me back my life."
Hoping for a call that seems to far away
"I'm sorry" he would say
"Sorry for hurting you"
But that call never comes
She only gets the call that says
"I'm drunk"
"Come and get me now!"
No mother to mediate
She gets in the car
And drives to the broken down, shabby little bar
She looks at the scars and cries
When she sees the anger in her father's eyes
She knows what is to come
It has once, twice, three times been done
She tries hides best she can
Runs but is found again
But this time the road is a dead end
His fists hit hard
Her ivory skin turning blue
He tires and gets in
"Lets go home"
Now its almost 2 in the morning
What else can she do?
He crashes she cries
Outside on the front step
Her tears fall and dry
She dosnt want this anymore
She goes to her father's dresser drawer
Pulls out a handgun
Loaded for sure
She goes to the garage and closes the door
No word for goodbye
Only wanting to die
Finger on the trigger
Pointing to her head
She dosnt hear a gunshot
But shattering glass instead
Turns to the eyes of a stranger neighbor at best
His brown eyes beginning to bore
Her soul
"Dont" is all he says
Coming trough the window
Took the gun held her tight
"I called the police, its over tonight."
The red and blue lights promise her comfort
It ends tonight she sighed
A year later she has a new home
New parents that love her that would never do harm
She goes to his door step
Lays down a box with a note and a knock
She leaves
Coming to the door he sees
The box contains a bullet engraved with words
These
"You saved me."
And on the note what it said
He never knew the wind took it away with a gust that blew
Simple the little words that he already knew
"This is the bullet that almost killed me."
"This is the bullet that brought me to you."
"You saved me that night, forever I'm thankful."
"You saved my life that Valentines night, my life and my heart."
"This bullet is for you my Valentine. My guardian angel."
"I thank you.For giving me back my life."
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
In general : I'm a drifter, watch me go
I didn't go to school today because of some reasons of self sadness. But oh am I over it now.
I just went outside and the day smells of summer, slightly warm with a nice breeze cutting in to dance with the sunshine. I got dog poo on my shoe on this outside trip...but all well.
I'm so ready for summer now that it's killing me.
After 13 years of thinking about summer dreading its end I'm certainly ready to be able to be excited about the end of summer, in term celebrating the coming of fall.
I have no real plans for my life...but the summer...the feeling makes me think that wherever the wind lands me....
I will be happy. In general.
I just went outside and the day smells of summer, slightly warm with a nice breeze cutting in to dance with the sunshine. I got dog poo on my shoe on this outside trip...but all well.
I'm so ready for summer now that it's killing me.
After 13 years of thinking about summer dreading its end I'm certainly ready to be able to be excited about the end of summer, in term celebrating the coming of fall.
I have no real plans for my life...but the summer...the feeling makes me think that wherever the wind lands me....
I will be happy. In general.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Alexis inspires me
I really want to give a shout out to one of my best friends in the world; Miss Alexis Hall! I love her so much, the optimistic way she looks at life makes me smile. She inspires me to do things that I love, and to be myself in doing these things. She is great in all her God given talents and imperfections. The girl is amazing!
Love you lots Alexis. <3
I'm making a list. Well a few. The things in life I want to do, need to do, should do...yes a DO list. I have been tweaking about a lot of things lately. And I don't really have the guts to say whats on my mind. But I've realized that when I say the things on my mind, get it out there...I feel so much better...So begins a newish era of self discovery.
Love you lots Alexis. <3
I'm making a list. Well a few. The things in life I want to do, need to do, should do...yes a DO list. I have been tweaking about a lot of things lately. And I don't really have the guts to say whats on my mind. But I've realized that when I say the things on my mind, get it out there...I feel so much better...So begins a newish era of self discovery.
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