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  • Nov 20, 2013

    death after a relationship

    there are things i repress, but here i confess
    i’m scared you’ll die and i won’t know
    i’ll eventually ask about you, unprepared
    i’ll hear the news, you weren’t spared
    i lie impared, i declare, i’ll always love our affair
    playing with your hair, your stare
    there goes a tear, i fear there are things i’m not aware
    and things you hid, i feel like you held the lid tight
    here i write, i fright, that you might…
    i can’t say it outright, but i feel like you’re aware
    of these things in my head, ‘cause as we laid in bed
    as i secretly dread, all these things floating
    because you didn’t want to be holding
    this weight over my head
    and i feel like i’m coating, but i don’t want to be probing
    or cloaking, but you left me soaking, here i am eroding
    coping and hoping i won’t hear this news
    about my muse

  • Nov 19, 2013

    next time i won’t be so intense

    i know you’re scared
    i know i went there
    i know it’s not fair
    feels like i’m in times square
    no one’s aware
    and there’s no open air
    felt like i was walking on air
    but sitting in an electric chair
    guess i should prepare
    for despair
    next time i’ll watch so i don’t scare
    sit in my black chair
    try not to compare
    everything to your debonair
    i swear, i declare
    the next love affair
    won’t feel like a questionnaire
    won’t sit in a swivel chair
    it’ll take till next year
    i’ll veer
    make sure it’s all clear
    shift the gear
    now for something sincere
    i hope you take care

  • Nov 19, 2013

    i want to live (a real life)

    have you ever wanted to wake up ugly, be nothing
    be bloody, live in the country, secluded
    be chubby and eat when you’re hungry
    have a pet monkey, be funny and have no money
    no longer be in the company of puppetry
    ‘cause i think it sounds lovely to essentially have nothing
    maybe that’s crazy and maybe that’s lazy
    but i go crazy and just want to run through african daisies
    ’cause this life is hazy and i just want something amazing
    and by amazing, i don’t mean hell raising, only embracing
    we’re aging and maybe this sounds insane
    but i have a brain and i don’t want to ride a train
    i want to feel my veins and live… ok?

  • Nov 19, 2013

    the third date

    met you and your friends in venice, rooftop hotel erwin
    they looked me up and down, asked my intentions
    asked a few questions and i stood there, smiling ear to ear
    nervous, but i was certain, i finally found courage
    i saw a purpose, no longer felt worthless, i stood close
    i froze, ‘cause i’ve had lows and this, i didn’t know
    but it felt so good, i didn’t know it could, i didn’t know it would
    sat close as we ate dinner, in my eyes, i knew you were a winner
    this is what it felt like, no longer alone and bitter

    i lied in your lap as we watched tv
    and in my mind, i was beyond free, no longer debris
    stroked my chest, i was so impressed, you were so beautiful
    i sat so delusional, so in lust, ’cause it only just begun

    walked down venice way, holding on to you, i drank the venom
    smiling, laughing, and happy, i wanted this so badly
    i was truly happy, this only ever happens in movies
    this was pure beauty, the love was cruelty
    and i stood at my car door, kissed your lips and knew
    i just knew, this was everything i wished

  • Nov 18, 2013

    masochistic

    blow the smoke in my face, let me taste the rain
    i love this pain, this day, feeling this way
    the chain, the restrain, i live in vain
    everything i do is profane, you can’t constrain
    i live for the fast lane, this life, it’s not public domain
    these veins, they’re inhumane, this brain, it’s insane
    sip my champaign and snort my cocaine
    you complain, but i can’t explain how it feels to reign
    this is my train, this is my terrain
    i’ll never understand how to be humane
    i live to obtain, to entertain, to stand in this acid rain
    this is my brain, this is my day, this is my battle
    i don’t restrain, look at how many i’ve slain
    i will not refrain so have a good day

  • Nov 18, 2013

    pressure and pressure

    i stand in the shower, tears fall, they blend
    i don’t know, i gave in, but all i knew was you
    and that was through, i might as well be too
    drops fall from my face as i try to construe
    i gaze out the window as i lather shampoo
    i wonder, how are you?
    lean back and rinse, i go under
    in lieu, i try to find comfort, but all i do is wonder
    my mind thunders of you, i buckle under the pressure of losing you
    i sit, the water spits, i treasured and i never, i surrender…
    the weather gives me a lecture, clever professor
    all i want is the adventure, come together
    but this cold weather, it makes me remember september
    the temper, it rises and my hands find my head
    i look down, i can’t even stand
    i understand, i guess nothing ever goes as planned

  • Nov 18, 2013

    i cannot be tamed

    not so glamorous, living so frivolous, it’s hideous
    the vividness begins to fade yet the day remains
    these names, they decay, these chains, they hold veins
    strains, they claim, day after day, these pains
    you don’t know pains, they feel like flames, and boy
    i’ve framed and i have restrained, there’s no need to explain
    i know this game and this pain, it sustained and it claimed
    i won’t be named, blamed or defamed… i don’t feel shame
    i hope you know i can’t be tamed

  • Nov 17, 2013

    reborn

    occasionally crazy, occasionally lost, occasionally moody
    bipolar to everything, aimlessly looking for a fatality
    shamelessly and ever so blatantly hoping one day, i’ll faithfully return
    take a turn, feel no burn, the feeling will be worn and i’ll be reborn
    the concern is no more and in return, i feel so much more

  • Nov 17, 2013

    a hindered love

    play with the gun, why do you shun
    everyone and everything, where’s the fun
    why do you always run, what have you done
    this isn’t enough, i guess you won
    black swan, come on, why can’t you catch on
    your spawn, it’ll live on, but will you turn on
    i see this mixture, it burns, but in return, i learn
    forewarn, i’ve seen it born, i’ve slammed the horn
    the firstborn, did he adore, i wonder if he mourned
    i wonder if he scorned and that’s how you formed
    is that why you transformed because he viciously adjourned
    you know i came with chivalry, i thought of you frequently
    and respected you brilliantly and will to infinity

  • Nov 17, 2013

    personal demons

    there are words on my skin that talk about who i am
    vivd detail of where i’ve been and when
    i’ve sinned, a young sin and it hides within
    eventually i’ll knock it down like they did in berlin
    i’ll no longer thin, the sound in my head won’t din
    lose the feeling of “don’t” and alone, the tone, it fades
    the moan… it postpones and the blade that weighed
    sways away, falls to the shade, it decayed
    the fear, being afraid, it’s essentially paid
    a tirade within will no longer play, no longer throw
    the grande within my soul will close
    good bye, black hole

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