October 2010
4 posts
Atoms.
You keep taking and taking Me atom by atom Oh can’t you see? You’re my gravity But I’m just a star and you You’re my galaxy And you’re breaking me Atom by atom
All these things that I’m feeling They’ve left my head reeling It’s my heart that you’re stealing Didn’t you know?
I try and forget you Your smile, your voice too But...
Loch Ness Lullaby. (The song version)
I stuffed my ears with clouds I found up in the sky Couldn’t hear them shout As I walked on by
I tasted falling rain After screaming out my lungs Numbing all the pain As I was coming all undone
Ooh can’t we just rewind? Ooh I’m dying for some time Ooh I’ve lost my piece of mind And ooh peace is hard to find Lullaby, lullaby
I wandered through the grass All...
My Ghost.
Well this candle’s burning low And these sheets are getting cold I should’ve been asleep hours ago But I’m scared to close my eyes I’ll only realize I’m so alone
I’m living with a ghost But he’s friendlier than most And he holds me oh so close, my ghost When I don’t wanna think about all the things I’ve done And I don’t wanna measure...
The New World.
Sorry, I guess I’ve been myself lately, and I know you don’t like what you see. And I’m sorry I threw my life away, baby, just to be who I wanna be.
I’m setting sail alone with just this ship to call my own, living tales to write the folks back home.
Somewhere in this fog, I catch of glimpse of part of me I didn’t know there was. And somewhere past this sea,...
September 2010
2 posts
A Beastly Melody.
Like jagged teeth, the keys snarl up at me with a satisfied grin. When did you become my enemy, huh? We used to be so close. My fingers hover silently above those teeth, but I cannot will them to go any further for fear of being bitten. These damn fingers. I can hear the song, and I can recall the movements in my head, but I can’t—I can’t. I won’t. I start rubbing my knuckles again. There’s never...
Don't Miss Me.
Haven’t seen you in a long time, long time Been a while since you been mine, been mine We were always getting so mad, so mad And our timing was just so bad, so bad
Now we’re fighting to forget this but I’m willing to bet this ain’t the end Whatever comes my way, I say I say I say
Losing steam these days Knowing things have changed But I, but I can’t throw this...
July 2010
1 post
Climbing Mountains.
Tell me I’m a fool, tell me I’m the one Tell me this old ship has hit the rocks and now it’s done
Everything is wrong you’re saying it’s alright I want you in my arms but these old arms can’t win the fight
I broke you down and it’s been rough I’m climbing mountains for your trust I bled you dry still not enough I’m climbing mountains for your...
May 2010
1 post
Ode to a Paper Crane.
Floating on these paper wings Watching willows weep Reaching out for my bare feet With nowhere to go
Tell me prophet man Where’s that outstretched hand? My lungs are filling up with sand And hours to go
Oh how lost I’d been Whispers in the wind Tell me again and again and again Don’t fold in
Oh paper crane In the cherry blossom rain Everything was heartache and blame Till you...
April 2010
4 posts
I am young.
But I have got an old soul.
A Bigger Bed.
Floatin like these bodies mangled, strangled, limp, and rotting in the tide Take all those emotions slosh them slowly in the ocean you’ve got inside Throw your last breath to the sky where rockets reach the highest heights And pray to God your strength has got the strength to go on through the night
There’s nothing to fear When nobody’s here to make the wishing harder And life is...
Yours For A Day.
Please don’t be offended baby Last night I meant it really Honestly I don’t regret a thing
See I’ve been feeling lonely lately And you’re so cute and funny How could I turn you away?
My heart, my head, my lips, they Weren’t on the same page Weren’t even in the same book for heaven’s sake One kiss was all it took to sweep me away But hey hey hey, think of...
The Gentleman.
Winking at the stars and swinging from mars again with the gentleman she was phony with, thinking of his smokey lips, taking yet another sip. Lonely hearts together, dressed in plaid and leather skin. He’s a special case, always slipping through his chains, she was just another face to him. He spits.
“Baby girl, I love your smile, and we’ve been here for a while, and though...
March 2010
3 posts
Proclamation.
Never let the worst day reign.
Take its crown and sprint away.
Hold it while you sleep tonight,
and tie it to tomorrow’s kite.
The Deep End.
I woke up in the morning Brushed away the bad dreams From my eyes And sighed
Felt your arms around me Sleep was sweetly clinging To your hair, your skin, Your smile
You and me Tangled up in the sheets Before the day’s begun I know it’s gonna be a good one And through the dirty window pane The sun looked a little bit brighter today
I’m trying not to kiss you Because that’s...
Tripping on Heartstrings.
I don’t believe in chewing on resentment and swallowing sadness so you can tell yourself you’re alright. I’ve done it. And it tastes sour. It’s not something that just goes away. It comes rushing back up your throat every time you see the person who hurt you. It’s a resonating discontentment that rushes through you, nibbles at your bones, tugs on your heartstrings,...
February 2010
8 posts
C'était la vie.
Je me rappelle bien
quand vous m’avez dit
que vous m’avez aimé
avec un sourire très gentil.
Vous et moi dans le parc à minuit.
J’étais seulement une fille.
Mais j’ai vous connu, mon ami.
Et j’ai su que vous m’avez rendu
si contente comme une coupe du soleil quoique c’ait été nuit.
Vous étiez pour moi celui.
J’ai hésité.
J’ai ouvert mes lèvres mais rien n’a sorti !
Mes yeux dans vos yeux et...
The Wooden Frame.
he looks in through the wooden frame
the broken window as it hangs
with shards of glass it bears like teeth
poised to pounce on whom it feeds
the man consumed by greedy whims
sees his glory deep within
tips his hat to the gruesome smile
in hopes that he can reconcile
emerges cut and bleeding through
stains upon his three piece suit
it doesnt matter either way
to him his life is price to...
Loch Ness Lullaby.
I stuffed my ears with clouds I found up in the sky - Let them cushion all my thoughts with fluffy gray and white.
I tasted falling rain after screaming out my lungs; The cold and bitter bite showed my skin the price of sun.
I wandered through the grass all kissed by spring’s new breath. I smelled the swaying blooms who knew not yet of death.
I dug myself a grave and laid me down inside...
Psychopath.
if i had on a straight jacket, if i was
locked in a room with padded walls
and the sharp sound of violins as
they cut through my heart, dulling
the pain; if i was left alone to me,
(I would be at peace, could breath).
now i only need my fractured —
thoughts: false, yes, but also true
in the purest sense of the word, for
falsehood is my friend in this
kingdom of clean eyes and blind...
Threads.
meshing colors many strands intertwine to make your life
in one moment as you walk they weave themselves to something new
all around the sun is shining for that moment warm and blinding
harmony and peace and then things are changing yet again.
Rhapsody.
Life is flowing like a melody,
So take a breath and sing it to me.
Through my veins into my heart,
A beat to get it beating hard.
So when I know the moment’s right,
I’ll belt it out with all my might.
A god-sent rhapsody to sing,
That makes me who I want to be
Forevermore and presently.
The Verge.
We’re all rust-colored leaves
sinking through the sky.
Dreading the asphalt
and stillness of earth,
we pray for a sudden gust
to keep us in flight.
Out of nowhere, a warm breeze,
a freedom only wings can bring.
Just a touch and a whisper:
unexpected and short-lived.
It lifts the soul
for a fleeting moment,
and leaves its empty promise
to return
before we land.
Dawn.
The sun breaks the silence that shelters the world.
Sleep slips to day and sweet dreams try to stay;
Time won’t wait.
The earth itself sings the secrets it holds,
but only the ones who will listen are told;
They wake.
The deaf and the blind stay behind in their beds,
slaves to their clockwork and struggle ahead.
They don’t stop to question or listen at all
as the sky itself...