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i am more of
what i wanted
but becoming
less of who i am
and if this was
what i needed
then why don’t
i feel human?
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i am more of
what i wanted
but becoming
less of who i am
and if this was
what i needed
then why don’t
i feel human?
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your mind
thinks of
e f f l o r e s c e n c e
but your words
speak of
r a d i a t i o n.
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fingers tapping
an impatient grind
to keep the nervous
energy away from
my anxious mind.
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i only want
nightmares of sun
when i’m wide
awake on the moon.
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i’ve mastered the
art of self-apathy
but somehow your
problems and burdens
become mine to carry.
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You workin’ in bars, ridin’ in cars
Never gonna give it for free
Your apartment with a view on the finest avenue
Lookin’ at your beat on the street
You’re always pushin’, shovin’, satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be gettin’ old…
~*~
Hear it talk, money’s got mouth, and baby it’s damn dirty
Got the million dollar tongue moving up and down to serve me
Drop the nickel down the drain, don’ worry, I’ll make it rain
Get your kicks at the bottomline and squeeze me ’til I’m drained
.
I may have a silver mansion, but you’ve got them golden fingers
Expensive aftershave may stick for a while, but cheap perfume lingers
What would you do for a taste of the good life, a for bite of luxury?
Before you get to the forbidden apple, you gotta climb the tree
.
Business is goin’ slow but we’ll spend our time in lucrative ways
If I’m already standing at the finish line, then sweetheart it ain’t a race
I’ll buy you everything you want if you sell me the one thing I need
I swear it’s a fair trade, a hint of sweet is enough to staunch the greed
.
This aristocrat has got lands to rule, but I only need your territory
Let me conquer the unknown, tame the savage, satisfy my curiosity
I’m not payin’ to see the show, I’m payin’ to have it made and built
A smile and a signed contract, and I’m yours, and so is the wealth
.
It’s a bit of a cheapshot, I know, but it’s rather rich, coming from me
‘Cause I already have a sturdy shelf, and all I’m missing is a shiny trophy
But oh no no, we don’t gotta shake hands, only bodies to seal the deal
What d’you do for money, honey? Let’s sell out free dignity for valuable thrills.
~*~
So stop your life on the road
All your diggin’ for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, what do you do for money
Honey, what do you do for money
Where do you get your kicks?
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“The great beyond”
Is just the foolish lie
That charlatans and
Simpleminded folks
Tell to make-believe
That you can still do
What they all failed to
Achieve on their own.
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What good is a life
When you live it ashamed?
I dream just to be halfway
But all I am is a product of
Wasted efforts and best intentions…
~*~
I should have let the rope hurt me
Before I let it fully embrace my breathing
I covered the hope with a black curtain
So I wouldn’t have to see disappointment again
What did I expect? That it would disappear?
That I have everything to gain and nothing to fear?
I fought against reason and wasted my life scared
Asking for every idle chance from a god that wasn’t there
Now they all smile sympathetically and say it’s okay
You weren’t the ones that failed, so how would you know?
Every inch of comfort is uncomfortable and sickening
And every movement from the side is insanely slow
I should have seen it coming, and damn it, I really thought I had
But my head is stubborn and twenty doses of stupid, and I wanted it bad
I act like I’m so clever and apathetic, when all I am is pathetic
I never wanted to let you down, but I did…I fucking did.
~*~
We do this while you start wondering
If disaster is what you’re built for
Will I slowly learn to accept
That I won’t have more than a life on the sidelines
Or will I always be dreaming
Of liking life from the darkness alone?
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anticipation
is building
and building
and building up
and still building…
but without
the relief of a
needed release,
it’s all i could do
not to crumble
under my own
nervous weight.
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Because baby, baby, you’re so crazy now
Looks like I’m not the only one now
And I could finally see the light
Oh, there’s a million stars tonight
A single one could save my life…
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There’s a million glass slippers across the galaxy
Scintillating in quiet fervour, constellated reveries
In sizes that vary, from supernova explosions to dwarf suns
But I could point out the most distant and say it’s the one
The one that barely emits light, almost devoured by the darkness
Of the eventide firmament, a pale eternity of madness
Unremarkable in comparison to other astral entities that rage
Indigo skies blotched with abstract shades, while it burns a solemn beige
But that broken glass slipper is the one I will always adore
Every night, I gaze upon it while nescient eyes shall choose to ignore
There’s a million glass slippers scattered across this infinity
But I only have one, my dear Cinderella star, I know she fits me perfectly.
~*~
Red water leaves us
As we collide (Drella! Drella!)
Red water leaves us
And I just drive.
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