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Waterproof speaker
On, pressed soft against my thigh,
Your bass shakes my nerves
Each drop fell, bringing with it a taunt over our own depravity.
It shouts, “Liar, Schemer, Thief, Murderer, Adulterer, Covetous- Human?”
Well sir, in your flawless plan, there lies all but one fatal cavity.
Person?
Dead soul?
Even have a soul?
No one.
I am no one.
This is me-
no-
No.
This isn’t me.
Who am I?!
I am like a hand grenade. Come one step too close and I pull the tab. I don't trust anyone to keep me safe. I'd much rather be the one to destroy myself.
A smooth road I imagine but could never exist
Rocky and unsure just like the doubt you left inside of me
How should we want to go on
Tired bone and sorrowed hand,
Make of thee all that you can.
Build thy life of hope and tear,
Of all thy love and all thy fear.
I was born
Of a European Yew.
Its mighty bough had grown
Twisted and encrusted
With moss
In the garden of my great-great grandfather.
As he left his house for the final time
I wish I knew
How to fix things
So that way they
Wouldn't get to the point
They were beyond repair
Whether it be
Technology
Jewlery
Plants
My Relationships
Myself
I live in the gap
of generations.
I can embrace one
but I don't know how.
I am too old
but I am too young,
I am too experienced
but I haven't lived yet.
Where do I go?
Off in my own world either day or night, Images flow behind my open eyes. Over reality and stirs a fright. Never thought I was
my heart has been raised in the dark
the light was a foreign feel
it was too late to stop the start
to my broken heart it was surreal
when he looked into my soul
it was like an electric shock
the monster in my dreams
who is it who tortures me?
with no answer to my plea
a silent scream I will release
because of what I see,
in these grusome scenes
I am wishing they would cease
when did innocence become insanity?
even the voices in my head are sick of me
wish they wouldn't feed the beast
that I now have named Agony
but I swear it wasn't really me
it fed on words from humanity
"Death whispers to me,
saying"honey pretty please"
But even if I ask it to leave,
It still follows me.
I turn down a dark alley,
But no it's just a hall way,
And i'm late for biology.
How can I be sure?
He says he loves me,
but does he truly mean it?
How do I know?
What is love anyway?
Is love the way he holds my hand,
or how he says my name?
You're not like the others.
You actually listen to me.
From the minute I had met you,
i'll admit, I was unsure where you would lead.
Depression?
Succession?
How can this situation go?
No style can describe how I feel,
No emotion can express what I see,
Day by day nothing changes.
The faces are a facade,
I'm not sure what I am.
But I'm glad of what I am
I nod into others worries,
nuzzle love-bitten guarded girl
overlapping legs, fallen asleep together
blue glow dark room warm hidden world
strong gentle grasp, the trust of the touch on the neck
slight suffocation, enough to relax
My very favorite comfort in life is closing my door,
Not dealing with the judgment that opinions deliver,
Living safe in a hollow home of maybes and seems.
You do this for me,
You do that for me.
But it’s not all you.
I do help you.
I swear darling.
It’s not all you.
A relationship must be push;
And pull.
Wandering long
Wandering far
Still don’t know who you are
Coming home
Coming from the west
Still don’t know why you left
Why do you stay
Where you don’t want to be
In kindergarten they start teaching you about lines, you learn how a horizontal line is like the horizon,
I'm just scared one day you'll find this too stressful.
Turn back to the old you and being resentful .
Nothings easy when you talking bout unifying two .
Especially when it comes to everything being new.
Listlessly running. My heart screams and rattles my eardrums.
My destination was once approaching me steadily as I ran across shards of glass.
I tread on flowers as rain lightly caresses my face, but inside there is a
Bags packed,
path planned,
turned to go ,
feet dragging.
Is my heart
ready?
A simple touch,
a warm hug:
keeps me
here with him.
Hand in hand,
The first time I saw you
I didn't think we could be.
I said, "Yeah, whatever, he's just a flirt"
But, then you started flirting with me.
There is a certain blankness in your stare
one that is so deep, and true
It seems you're the only one who cares.
I'd like to say you're diffrent, but you're beyond that
hold me
don't let me go
hold me?
I'm shutting down
What else am I to do?
Till you come around
Till then I'll wait for you
So broken
How I feel inside
words unspoken
All these feelings denied
I'm feeling high tonight.
Not sure what it's from
Could it be these pills?
Maybe these cheap thrills.
I can't be sure.
Where's my waldo?
Is he in my dream?
My friends, I don't know.
Growing up, you plan a life for yourself, but how can you be sure?
I'm so unsure.
One day, things seem to be going great! But you don't know what will happen next.
I'm so unsure.
