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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Teenaged Years

Razor blades and poetry. 

Night when you,
observed the sky,
on a swing. 

I never thought,
You could stand me

Sleepless nights and meaningfull words. 

We traded songs 
and flirted with girls. 

We parted ways,
Why? I'm not sure. 

Camping out, in our parents back yard. 

We ran around,
and played games, 
till it was dawn

Slept all day,
though we still,
craved more.

Hateful words and broken promises. 

Spent my lunch,
playing in a band. 

Lost some friends,
though they were,
the string. 

That held my noose, keeping me dry. 
This is the first, and the last time. 

I feel I'm ahead. 
Keeping my feet on the ground. 
You called and you said,
Don't be fleeing me now. 

I let my heart to consume. 
The feelings that I had. 
I feel better now. 
Than I ever have. 

I needed you too. 
Though my lips were sealed. 
I'm just that kind of man. 
And my feelings for you, can never be heard.

Though I'm happy. 

Remember me

Monday, March 2, 2015

Latin Catchphrase

Some days I never have enough 
Controlling the thoughts thereof
Some times it never can be missed
And I get fuzzy full antics. 

Last night I could not choose
I was acting like a fool
Some times it never can be missed
Add it to my bucket list. 

Some people they can never change
As they live through it day to day. 
The whisper turns to a scream
Then it's time to blow off steam. 

Now this is going down,
I can't control who I am.
I am going out of town. 

My memory is just a glitch.
I control what I want.
Instead I just sit and wish. 

The melody is sick and faded. 
Flash of black and grey
I feel so jaded. 
I can't control what I am.

Remember me