Thursday, July 13, 2017

Tumble

I fell for you Down, down Open arms Drown, drown I ran so fast Away, away I returned For a week, a day Surrender now Lay, lay Open arms Play, play

Monday, January 16, 2017

What I can't describe

The entire park sparkles...Do you see it...Lost in a crowd of extras...I only see you...My head is light...My heart is gone...Haven't felt like this since I was 14...Seduced by your eyes...I cave.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Mirabella oh so fair

Oh sad woman... I have felt your pain. I know you are angry. Just looking to blame. You can't force pieces.... that just don't fit. You can't threaten and blackmail when he wants to quit. You deserve someone present.. someone who'll stay. Someone not distracted, when cute girls look his way. Bad attention is still attention.. I get that. You aren't his type. He's obsessed with this cat!

Cut the cord already princesses

I'm giving you nothing.. Thanks for the unrequested presents... Of excruciating pain, With a side of paralyzing doubt.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Open letter to C.S.

You are so bubbly now...I don't hate it. Warm or cold is fine...We're always a perfect fit...Save me now....Bring me back to life again...Hide our imperfections...You are always my perfect friend.

Friday, January 6, 2017

Cavity..

Kiki pushed foward, you won't hold her back. An arrogant sweetheart.. with a vicious attack.

Burnt matchbook

My kisses are yours. It's as simple as that. I'll mail them to you, wherever you're at. I'll write you love notes. You like it I know. Gonna give you my all, as I continue to grow. I'm just not concerned... My world I won't continue to hide. I'm gonna be all of me... onlookers time to step aside.

Timeline fizzy fizzy

I wrote and wrote... To hide how I really feel. To look oh so brave, like this never was real. I cried and cried, to drown you out. Though when left alone... I waded on doubt. I squeezed and I squeezed, when I got you back. My chest finally stopped aching... like a massive heart attack.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Smash

My ring fell into the the sewer. I can see it, but I can't reach. I'll wait here patiently, for this screwed up lesson to teach. It's still so lovely, surrounded by trash. Thank goodness for the muddy protection. Most likely my treasure won't smash.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Truths ungiven

Seven steps she counted. She wrote them all in shorts. Seven steps she fell down, she's never been the sort. It's time to tell the stories.. to unleash the beast inside. To let her wolves run fast and free, here out no longer will we hide.