15 June 2011

hp

like a true fucking gryfindor, i am asking for more
fill me up, i wanna be stuffed
plague me with your essence
rapture me with those smooth words
swords of bravery, each one spoken to me
clearly i hear you
more deeply i want to feel you
dont be afraid, unleash your wrath
nothing left, youre all i have

spins

spinning so fast, might fall off. they surely are falling around me. tears in the fabric that makes things faulty, yet shed light on the matter. whatever it is. im growing to understand it. embrace it. live in it. sometimes i want him, yet i always need to not want him. my rollercoaster is getting faster and stopping at the same time. damn, how'd i get it this way?  when i'm around you i feel like i have everything to gain. breaking with you delivers the ache. i'm not sure how much more i can take. when it caves in, whose face relieves the pain?
but at the end of the line, the finish of the rhyme, i know i'm alright. im tougher than this fight. or maybe even a plight, because its perceptions that tangle things.



be with me&breathe easy




28 May 2011

grasp

if i were to tell you the things that riddle me
would you be able to look at me, seriously
with quality and clarity
perhaps see right through me
bent down on one knee
trying to get ahold of things
inevitably melting at the seams

25 May 2011

mMmm

to look so good, you must be tasted.
a nice lick, your time wont be wasted
off the bat, ill have your head tilted back

while a laugh escapes your lips
gifted, got skills, yet im too silly for this

16 May 2011

mamaaa.

some things are learned. here and there. good show, bad experience. adjust your perceptions. good show, good experience. 
ahhh, better. 

here,



avec plaisir.


07 May 2011

rotting, but i dont feel like dying



fundamentals have shaken. faltered, broken.
stable was one to me, but maybe thats not how its supposed to be.
maybe, closer to definitely.
why change into your monster wardrobe?
i just wanted a hand to hold
empty, your spot left deserted
my pleasant memories tainted
terrible, aint it?
blindspots, where you stand
tell me, speak to me
how could you leave me?