there goes my train of thought again…

24 Apr

With each breath I take, I feel the pain of missing you.
A feeling that is symbolic.
It implies the unique nature that you entail.
A captivating notion that has yet to be seen in anyone other than you.
Your beauty is spellbinding, too perfect for words.
A feeling of intense longing, tangled in tears.
Thousand of kilometres away.
A void in the life lead.
Empty shells and hopeful eyes.
Dreams of airport windows and landing in your arms.
Smiles, warm hugs, kisses and intense conversation.

Experiences.

There goes my train of thought again… I think it got lost along the way..

plastic

24 Apr

Paint your plastic face happy.
Paint a smile that never fades.
Paint a perfect home with no conflict.
Paint true love.
Paint all your fears diminished.
Paint a world with no government.
Paint your faith strong.
Paint your picture-perfect body.
Paint truth.
Paint blind trust.
Paint full blown fucking optimism.
Paint artificial stimulants.
Paint the pretentious fucking sheep that you all really are.
Paint yourself picture-perfect plastic.

green eyes

24 Apr

Beautifully green, glistening gems
Gazing into the depth of my soul.
Captivating, with just once glance,
Warming me with elegance.
Speaking without words,
Feeling without touch…
Uncertainties broken.

Eyes.
The window to all emotions.
Green eyes.
The window to my soul.

Draw back the curtains,
Unmask yourself to the world…

Oh, such sweet, beautiful, green eyes.

what you said to me…

24 Apr

the kind of person you are to me
is exactly the kind of person that I want to be
i want to love like you and feel like you
and i want to think how you think and do what you do
i want to learn all the interesting things that you know
and read all the books you read and go where you go
i want to sing all the songs that you have in your head
and touch with your hands and sleep in your bed
i want to speak with your mouth and play with your hair
and when you feel like crying, i want to be there
and yet…
when i say your the person that i want to be
you smile softly and say that you want to be me

my place is…

24 Apr

When things get
crazy
I escape to a special place.
This place is all for me.
There are no walls to
hold me
or harness my creativity.
Just open skies
clear blue ties
The air is sweet
with the faint aroma of
safeness;
a mothers embrace .
All these ideas,
wrapped up in a tiny body.
My place is passion.
My place is perfect.
My place is you.

Just a thought…

24 Apr

I use to be the one who see the world in a different view
not knowing what real and what is there
I can’t explain the simple things in life
the strife, the knife, the cut thats never fair
lets me just apologize for what i have to say
for the all lies and for what i have done
my world without you has made me realize
i pulled the trigger without the gun

i got caught wit my pride and my freedom
i got caught without my heart and soul
i got caught by playing cat and mouse
if i never had got caught, would it end the fold

now i see the world in a different light, blinded by something we all knew.
the little things make life real
the sadness, the love, the air we breathe and you.

Urban Decay

24 Apr

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, falling off of my own two feet.
The evening’s drink has left a taste in my mouth bitter-sweet.
Looking out my window, I’m knee deep in urban decay.
From my window I can see the ghetto burning away.
Every passing minute yet another drug transaction.
Distraction is as common as a fair ground attraction.

Living in the maze,
I’m amazed,
by the ways,
and the days,
of forever growing non-stop pressure.
My pointablity,
my stablity,
my individuality,
much creativity,
and still I am the lesser?

I find myself surrounded by clouded minds which walls form a border.
Within this walls I am surrounded with chaos and disorder.
Surrounded by wars that are varying in size.
Wars that are casting images every time i close my eyes.
I hear the whispers as you all discuss me,
Which you all should know is you disgust me.

the lyrics flows.
the wind blows.
and life goes on.
and the fight goes on.
and this is the battle on,
I carry on.
Trying desperately,
to let the negitivity,
get the best of me.

Threw the worst of days,
tripping over my own two feet.
Landing face down,
on cold hard concrete.
Struggling to stand,
I settle to crawl.
Then I look into her eyes as she gives me her hand,
and nothing matters, it doesn’t hurt at all.

The Balance Between No Where And Nothing

24 Apr

Taken all my pills and i’m still not sleepy.
Trick myself into thinking that i’m not awake,
that it’s all only a dream.
Is this a dream of a dream?

Put my cigarette out.
I threw my blows but I lost the war.
It all looks so worn from here.
I got all i need
spirit,
hopes,
and jokes.
But no one really knows me.
Looks like i lost my pills,
I guess i’ll take my chances.
Looking at the phone cord but nothings happening. I am well aware that the morning nears.

Turn down the radio,
only to listen to the gears in my head.
The chitter chatter’s got me shattered.
I feel scattered now.
Scream but cautious to be quiet.
Find a remote and change the time.
Trying to paint in color,
and paint between the lines.
Nothing wears a pretty face and armour,
shines at the surface and is cold below.

Don’t tell me nothing.
I already know nothing.
Living like a mobile spinning off it’s line.
Tension rising higher,
pouring threw the cracks in the window.
It never goes away.
Nothing never goes away.
Nothing’s got a brand new set of reasons why i can’t let it go.
Made my decision to stay awake.
Hear my own confessions and forgive my own
mistakes.

.

24 Apr

Thinking so hard You think Others can Hear
So I sat and I thought
and I thought a little more
but by the end I still didn’t know what to think
So I sit and i think
and I think a little more
Each day I’m coming closer to the thought

But am I getting closer
Or am I getting left behind?
I feel so close yet so far
the carrot at the end of a stick.

I still don’t know what to think
I’m coming closer to the thought
But by the end I’ll think a little more.

All Because of You…

24 Apr

I had the image of perfection in my head
Then I saw you and I was proven wrong
You see I thought that life was great
And then you came and showed me more
You taught me that life is about taking chances
Taking risks and not being afraid to get hurt
You taught me what love was all about

I was stuck on a never-ending road
I didnt know where to go or how to get out
I didnt know who to hold
I thought that no one would care
Then you came to me

Without you
I would never love the way I do
And I want to say thank you
Cause its all because of you
I love you turtlehead

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