emotionless
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no i don't do much damage.
no, it doesn't hurt;
line after line,
and a grave in the dirt.
no i don't hate my life,
well maybe sometimes.
depression's a curse.
no that's not a lie.
I have discovered the perfect plan. One that will keep thoughts and others at bay. I will learn their ways, their ideas, and emotions. I will be the perfect victim. I will learn to talk and say what is expected.
Flittering, fluttering, fast and faux heart
Why will you not do your part?
You’re quaking and shaking and making a fuss
But all I desire is stillness and trust
Flittering, fluttering, fearful faux heart
I am alone at the sea.
Bound by the wind.
I only go where it flows.
I've only been where it's been.
I am transferred to the desert.
Sit on top of sandy dunes.
The sun scorches my skin.
Yeah I know.
This is supposed to be hard.
This ridiculousness
Has to get me
Thinking I really miss this
thing I felt. She
Ain't gonna be my missis
In the state of apathy
You don't need sympathy
You can just let everything go
Back when I cared was long ago
Back when I was sad
And it was so bad
Then I realized that I could never soar
So I slowly am distilled
A person made bland
Slowly my emotions are killed
And now there is nothing I cannot withstand
A blank slate
With abandoned grace
And so I will wait
Stand on the edge of your world
Let your vision slowly be swirled
Short days come around
And so all will be sound
Nobody in the city, nobody in the dreams
Soon the falling tears will form streams
One runny nose and two puffy red eyes says she's being irrational,
A barrage of words only partially heartfelt,
Unstoppable and not the least bit held back
Tongue. Teeth. Lips. Air.
My smile would probably hurt your heart with joy and laughter
With plenty of blushes and boat loads of contained blood rushes
Our dates would be walks on the Brooklyn Bridge
Panic sets in..
There's another storm in my temple,
but it naturally stands firm.
A place of ryhthmic vibrations,
and home of love's peculiar creations.
There's a need for an outpour,
