If I were to write tonight
It would just be words
Not poetry
And if you ask what's the difference
In this moment
I would tell you that I don't know
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
To those who do not write
Hello
Welcome to the frightening side of the world
Welcome to the place where thoughts are real
Where you can speak and everything can change
Where ideas are dangerous and shaper than knives
Where for once
You are strong
Welcome to the frightening side of the world
Welcome to the place where thoughts are real
Where you can speak and everything can change
Where ideas are dangerous and shaper than knives
Where for once
You are strong
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Putrid Virtue
When the moon has set
And darkness is complete
That is when he will walk
From tree to tree
Following her light footsteps
Tracing her light scent
Hearing her light breath
Underneath the stain glass
She goes on her knees reverently
While the candles flicker and fade
A playful tragedy
Hiding his hungry eyes
Disguising his hungry steps
Masking his hungry self
In a dark corner
Where no one can see or hear
His hands take from her everything
Robbing her soft breath
Stealing her soft light
Thieving her soft life
Back in his warm bed
His eyes flutter shut
She is buried under the chapel steps
And his honour is still clean
Though he took her soft life
Silenced her light steps
Stole her soft light
Stopped her light breath
He did not take her virtue
And he never stained his own
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Thursday, June 7, 2012
I never want to be famous
Let me write shadows to hide in
Modesty is my only sin
Freedom isn't breaking down walls
It's choosing the ones to build up
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
To Feel Alive
We dance before the storm
We stand at the gates of hell
We lie on the highway
Why, oh, why?
To feel alive
To feel alive
We flirt with death
From day to day
With every glass we drink
We run into the wilderness
With just enough to live
Not enough to survive
We smile at the thunderstorms
Laughing at the forest fires
Rooting for the blizzards
Is it because we want to die?
We wont accept such a lie
Such an outrageous lie
Why, oh, why?
Do we try and try?
To feel alive
To feel alive
We stand at the gates of hell
We lie on the highway
Why, oh, why?
To feel alive
To feel alive
We flirt with death
From day to day
With every glass we drink
We run into the wilderness
With just enough to live
Not enough to survive
We smile at the thunderstorms
Laughing at the forest fires
Rooting for the blizzards
Is it because we want to die?
We wont accept such a lie
Such an outrageous lie
Why, oh, why?
Do we try and try?
To feel alive
To feel alive
Monday, June 4, 2012
Hiding My Affection
When we meet
I'll keep my compliments quiet
When we touch
I'll keep the contact brief
When we speak
I wont tell all the thoughts
That drift inside my head
That say I find you so amazing
That tell the truth I only dream of
That makes my heart beat circles
Around yours
So I wont say
That I dream of your embrace
I wont hint
That your kiss is all I need
I wont breath
But a whisper of affection
In hopes that you will stay
Not frightened of my love
Not terrified of affection
Just happy to be near me
Content to be in love
And maybe when you hold me
After many starry nights
I'll look to you and bear my heart and soul
You wont even stumble
You'll say you knew it all along
and you love me even more
I'll keep my compliments quiet
When we touch
I'll keep the contact brief
When we speak
I wont tell all the thoughts
That drift inside my head
That say I find you so amazing
That tell the truth I only dream of
That makes my heart beat circles
Around yours
So I wont say
That I dream of your embrace
I wont hint
That your kiss is all I need
I wont breath
But a whisper of affection
In hopes that you will stay
Not frightened of my love
Not terrified of affection
Just happy to be near me
Content to be in love
And maybe when you hold me
After many starry nights
I'll look to you and bear my heart and soul
You wont even stumble
You'll say you knew it all along
and you love me even more
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Going into the Great Beyond
A boy stands in the street
Waiting to be hit by all the rushing cars
Waiting to have all he ever was
Smashed out of his little frame
and spread out for all the see
But every car swerves
Every single person on the road
Doesn't want to take what isn't theirs
Even though he's asking for it
To be taken quite suddenly
To him
The afterlife is so much more exciting
He's seen enough of this world
He knows whats in store
The happiness he could find
To the drivers
This life is all they know
So why go running into the unknown
Stick with what you know
We all end up there eventually
Would you walk into traffic
To see what is in the Great Beyond?
Would you swerve to save a life
Even though someone is ready to go?
Would you be bold enough to drive straight?
Waiting to be hit by all the rushing cars
Waiting to have all he ever was
Smashed out of his little frame
and spread out for all the see
But every car swerves
Every single person on the road
Doesn't want to take what isn't theirs
Even though he's asking for it
To be taken quite suddenly
To him
The afterlife is so much more exciting
He's seen enough of this world
He knows whats in store
The happiness he could find
To the drivers
This life is all they know
So why go running into the unknown
Stick with what you know
We all end up there eventually
Would you walk into traffic
To see what is in the Great Beyond?
Would you swerve to save a life
Even though someone is ready to go?
Would you be bold enough to drive straight?
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Wanderlust
Show me a place
Where the sky matches the sea
In a turquoise harmony
Where the wind and the trees
Make sweeping emerald waves
Where the sun dips into the horizon
To create a scarlet work of art
Where the rain speaks to the ground
In an endless flow of silver sounds
Show me this world
That hides its beauty in plain sight
I'll go looking for it
I promise
Where the sky matches the sea
In a turquoise harmony
Where the wind and the trees
Make sweeping emerald waves
Where the sun dips into the horizon
To create a scarlet work of art
Where the rain speaks to the ground
In an endless flow of silver sounds
Show me this world
That hides its beauty in plain sight
I'll go looking for it
I promise
Friday, June 1, 2012
Average and LifeLike
The squish of rotten tomatoes
The snap of a pencil
The howling wind
The far off hum of vents in an large room
The scrape of concrete
The slick feeling of oil on skin
The grime of sap from pine trees
The sizzle of the summer sun
The perfect position in bed
The uncomfortable chill of night
The flash from a dying lightbulb
The ice cube melting in your mouth
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