you know i try not to form opinions it feels like i'm catching a disease
i like my mustard on everything please
let's skip from the end to the beginning who needs the middle to understand
i cut up both of my hands just to see if i bled like a man
trivial pursuits bog down my heart
my little thoughts blow up bridges as i depart
you can't go anywhere with me
every time i flee i have to double back just to pee
up is a good day and down is most of my days
i wish you'd come around but wishes don't feed me
i feel a Godly grief deep in my bones
i beg the doctor to prescribe some relief but i never get any
i try to meditate to clear my head but i keep thinking you would love me more if i were dead
heart beats and dream dates never co-exist
all i seek is eternal bliss
i play the game not knowing the rules
i feel the pain thinking it is the ultimate truth
i conquer one fear to gain five more
this wheel is chasing me uphill
if affliction does us good i should be nominated for sainthood
rhyme and reason confuse all that is important only matters to you
set up the fall and begin the countdown to my demise
take good pictures or a video
i want to look tall and photo shop off fifty pounds
i don't want to look fatter than i already do
oh here i go again ranting like the mad woman that i am
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Showing posts with label rules. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rules. Show all posts
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Monday, November 28, 2011
End of My Rainbow
my depression is absolute.
i see ghosts all around me.
the ghost of who i thought i'd be is drinking tea.
the ghost of who i was before you died is eating for me.
the ghosts of those i loved but lost are laughing at the tv.
i'm haunted all the way to my soul.
these so called cures aren't worth their side effects.
i thought myself to doom.
i believed i would be immune.
my ignorance bum rushed me and i finally saw i died years ago.
there is a distortion in the sound surrounding me.
i'm always off key.
i want the resurrection promised on the blood of the savior lost to me.
i repent for all my sins in this moment of self-loathing.
it doesn't matter if i got caught,
i'm still punishing myself in my head.
i want freedom from my flesh.
i need will power to be able to do what is best.
the road is so clear, but i fell into the potholes on the way there.
i see what i want and what i need the most are one and the same.
love keeps me chasing all those ghosts.
i demand to know who made all the rules.
i suffer at the end of my rainbow in silence.
there's no treasure or gold.
where is my soul mate?
the yin to my yang doesn't exist.
the inspiration on every cheesy poster, t-shirt and selfhelp book has crucified my heart.
i'm being taunted by every hand holding, smiling, and laughing couple.
the damn ghosts of relationships past won't let me be.
i haven't forgotten that happiness used to exist within me.
i always thought there was something better around the corner,
but it's been a fruitless search.
when you're dead inside there is no happy ending.
i see ghosts all around me.
the ghost of who i thought i'd be is drinking tea.
the ghost of who i was before you died is eating for me.
the ghosts of those i loved but lost are laughing at the tv.
i'm haunted all the way to my soul.
these so called cures aren't worth their side effects.
i thought myself to doom.
i believed i would be immune.
my ignorance bum rushed me and i finally saw i died years ago.
there is a distortion in the sound surrounding me.
i'm always off key.
i want the resurrection promised on the blood of the savior lost to me.
i repent for all my sins in this moment of self-loathing.
it doesn't matter if i got caught,
i'm still punishing myself in my head.
i want freedom from my flesh.
i need will power to be able to do what is best.
the road is so clear, but i fell into the potholes on the way there.
i see what i want and what i need the most are one and the same.
love keeps me chasing all those ghosts.
i demand to know who made all the rules.
i suffer at the end of my rainbow in silence.
there's no treasure or gold.
where is my soul mate?
the yin to my yang doesn't exist.
the inspiration on every cheesy poster, t-shirt and selfhelp book has crucified my heart.
i'm being taunted by every hand holding, smiling, and laughing couple.
the damn ghosts of relationships past won't let me be.
i haven't forgotten that happiness used to exist within me.
i always thought there was something better around the corner,
but it's been a fruitless search.
when you're dead inside there is no happy ending.
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Monday, June 27, 2011
The Rules
i'm starting to wonder if i have a heart left to break.
i'm basking in the bliss of my ignorance.
i don't want to be your therapist.
i don't want to know your wife's name.
if you're cheating on her it's not about me.
i'm a symptom of your disease, not the root cause.
these are the rules to follow if you wish to proceed.
you don't talk about me.
no one needs the to know about me.
this never happened, i don't know you.
this is a one time limited offer.
we fuck, you leave.
we continue with our separate lives.
the sexual curiousity satisfied.
there's no need to create drama.
i don't want a committment from you.
you are already in one.
if we stick to the basics,
no problems should arise.
we fuck, you leave.
i don't care about the state of your marriage.
it may seem cold of me,
but i've learned the hard way how this plays out.
there's no use in loving a married man,
when he's not married to you.
i'm never enough of a reason for him to leave her.
if you agree to play by the rules then we can get to it.
let's fuck, so you can leave!
i'm basking in the bliss of my ignorance.
i don't want to be your therapist.
i don't want to know your wife's name.
if you're cheating on her it's not about me.
i'm a symptom of your disease, not the root cause.
these are the rules to follow if you wish to proceed.
you don't talk about me.
no one needs the to know about me.
this never happened, i don't know you.
this is a one time limited offer.
we fuck, you leave.
we continue with our separate lives.
the sexual curiousity satisfied.
there's no need to create drama.
i don't want a committment from you.
you are already in one.
if we stick to the basics,
no problems should arise.
we fuck, you leave.
i don't care about the state of your marriage.
it may seem cold of me,
but i've learned the hard way how this plays out.
there's no use in loving a married man,
when he's not married to you.
i'm never enough of a reason for him to leave her.
if you agree to play by the rules then we can get to it.
let's fuck, so you can leave!
Friday, February 4, 2011
Run From Me
just had you on my mind
obession's bad for my kind
happiness escapes me every time
no one knows misery better then me
please understand me
help is beyond my reach
i will ride you until you have nothing more to teach
love is a tricky game
life always changes the rules unexpectedly
i never meant to confuse you
perhaps it's best you run from me
people ignore all the signs
attempting to be my friend
results are destruction in the end
leaving right now would be good
endings have never been my forte
time gets away from me
tomorrow i'll change my mind anyway
obession's bad for my kind
happiness escapes me every time
no one knows misery better then me
please understand me
help is beyond my reach
i will ride you until you have nothing more to teach
love is a tricky game
life always changes the rules unexpectedly
i never meant to confuse you
perhaps it's best you run from me
people ignore all the signs
attempting to be my friend
results are destruction in the end
leaving right now would be good
endings have never been my forte
time gets away from me
tomorrow i'll change my mind anyway
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