November 2009
7 posts
Summer's Fall
dont flatter yourself sweetheart
they’re not all about you
there was like
5 or 6 that came before
that do what you do
and probably better
so don’t get it twisted
i’m a sum of ALL my parts
the empty bottles, chain smokes
and of course
those broken hearts
now you’re just a face in my rogues gallery
spray painted on crumbling walls
yea, you stole my heart one...
Die Tonight, Live Forever
for a brief second
i contemplated the notion of living forever
without you
of course
and in the course of that
momentary lapse in judgment
i decided
i wasn’t really feelin’ it i could have a million sunsets
but not a single rise
and i could fake a million smiles
every one filled with lies and those eyes, so many times i’ve
likened to the stars
i could paint a...
Untitled #1
i want to kiss the mouth that bit me
i’ll sleep until i’m fifty
and then i’ll drink & drink & drink
& drink & drink & drink again
this pen writes tragedies not sins
and in the end i never win
but i’ll put my heart out on my sleeve
and at some point start the show
i’ll crack that smile you fell for
that night you fell on my floor
but...
Seems Fitting to Make A Wish
7:22 am
cant sleep
out of touch
out of hope
out of everything
pushed, a little too much
the birds are mocking me
wonder if she is…
wonder if she thinks…
wonder if it’s a fleeting thought
random thoughts
none of this means anything
but every line
means everything
to someone
so many nights
in this bed
can’t stay here alone
have to get out
but what if she comes...
Autumn's Monologue
i watched my life fall from the trees like leaves it was a rainy friday when she decided to leave packed up her past and set fire to the future i gave it my all but she still feels like i used her she said “maybe one day we can still be friends” but we both know well that this is where this ends so lets not fake smiles or pretend to make plans ‘cause everything we had,...
I'm Not Really Particular
it was never intended doll but i think there might be only you it seems my tongue only manages to speak your name and if you cut out this brash caustic tongue my hand would still scribble out your story and if you took the time to break every bone in it my mind would still wander back to you darling and if you made neat little incisions and took my mind from me well, sadly my heart...
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i was never one for bullshit poems about flowers, and birds, and trees we all know there is beauty in the rain but we often forget the beauty in love unrequited
losthero 11.8.2009