Come or go
that's all you do
nothing in between.
Ticker tape and tantrums
surround the drama queen.
U need to get away from me
the problem's not geography
you'll still be where
U think U want to go.
Come or go
that's all you do
nothing in between.
Ticker tape and tantrums
surround the drama queen.
Create a wake
that pulls men under.
Another pass
to do them in.
Enter lives
with deafening thunder
slither out
and leave your skin.
COPYWRITE 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
DON'T!
Arriving at a place
where perfection is
your hand in mine,
is not a simple task
for me...
I can' t speak
for you.
Just when I think I'm there
and your hand's outstretched for mine.
I risk it all to grasp it
just for you to pull away.
Don't ask me back.
Don't beg me stay.
Don't meet me there
then turn away.
Don't turn around
and say you've changed
your mind...
then pull your hand away.
copywrite 2006
THE M.O.
Ugly and unkind
will free you
of the latest love
that holds you
back from being able
to explore
the next apparent victim
that you need to get
the things you want
and stave off self reflection
even more.
WHAT A NARROW WORLD
What a narrow world
You’ve backed yourself into.
You couldn’t seem to find a door
That you could walk
Forward through.
All the running and the lies
Kept you much too tired to try
To smile into
The mirror that
Reflected on your soul.
We were all exhausted
From the chase to prove you’re worth it
Yet we couldn’t let you sink
And hope you’d swim.
Only since you’re standing still
Are we allowed to know you
And you don’t push us away
Because “alone” no longer feels good.
Standing still was hard for you
So we stood still beside you
Discovering in the stillness
The things that made you run.
Some of them were fears
Creating too much noise within you.
But some were ours
Wrapped up and packaged
Tightly over years.
It’s all so much nothing
Comparing it to life
A blink, a dream,
A flash, it seems
We’ve all awakened
Just before the crash.
You’ve backed yourself into.
You couldn’t seem to find a door
That you could walk
Forward through.
All the running and the lies
Kept you much too tired to try
To smile into
The mirror that
Reflected on your soul.
We were all exhausted
From the chase to prove you’re worth it
Yet we couldn’t let you sink
And hope you’d swim.
Only since you’re standing still
Are we allowed to know you
And you don’t push us away
Because “alone” no longer feels good.
Standing still was hard for you
So we stood still beside you
Discovering in the stillness
The things that made you run.
Some of them were fears
Creating too much noise within you.
But some were ours
Wrapped up and packaged
Tightly over years.
It’s all so much nothing
Comparing it to life
A blink, a dream,
A flash, it seems
We’ve all awakened
Just before the crash.
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