Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Bury me with plastic

Bury me with plastic
everlasting
tragically exposed
incinerate me and hide the ashes
let no one know
or let the bugs chew through my bones

What?
Is death not on the menu
but I’ve even got a venue
Somewhere fitting for my resting.
sitting just off the edge of the world
shining lights from the cities
singing with hues of beauty
for us to ignore
but there
it populates the skies
treating everything with
the overwheming desire to exist
If I were to die
there’d be no better place than this

Monday, October 17, 2011

Neophobia

Dripping columns growing downward reaching out for the unknown
terrorizing the eyes within my mind, closing in
the months are scales they choose to climb one by one
to design a bed of knives in the skies
mesmerized , I become enclosed in time
but somehow they're mine;
So I can't stand to see them go

Below I see them mirrored
as if above
was not enough they flow down river
repeated in the darkness
cities distant, in an instant, shadowed by my towers
in their presence, I'm diminished

Tendency

Dreams, I haven't found any yet
I don't think they're real for anyone else
Goal, can go off and kill themselves
all they given me is regret

Reasoning with our own deception
I'll find "success" if I want it bad enough; What?
Don't you realize how insane that sounds
get your head out of the clouds
it's not realistic to be so optimistic
I can't take your sunny disposition
when It's so easy looking back
finding failures to list, far to thick it's sick
the crushing rubble in my stomach
knowing I'll never be what I wanted to be
How could I smile, How could I laugh
When I'll always know what's in my past

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Tell me everything

Tell me everything that's wrong with me
Tell me the truth obscured by my well-reasoned fallacies
I need to hear you say it
because I can't trust my own senses anymore
Lend me your eyes for just a minute
Give me the thoughts that you conceal
While I dance round the reality
that I refuse to feel
You're the only thing that's real

I construct these patterns
to orbit every situation
to allow my own deviations
some room.
I can watch them all come true

So while I'm watching our joints twist
You must accept the holes I missed
tangled in a knot, locked and lost
but fine exactly how we are
this is how it should be
and this is all I see

Monday, October 3, 2011

Stop Thinking

what are you thinking
you're out of your mind
please see reason
she wouldn't give you the time
pick up on the indecision
give up all these hallucinations
she's not a drug
but she could be
I can tell that you're an addict
affluent to your misdeeds
succumb to all the dreams
to make what you feel real
it isn't working
The more that you invent
the more you descend
digging deeper and deeper
until you finally realise
when look into the skies
and wonder:

Was it always this dark
There are shadows
where there were meadows
things are creeping
seeping out of my eyes
and I am terrified
what was I thinking
this happens every time

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Love

My heart is beating at the inside of my chest
It knows what's best It knows what's best
It wants to leave, I guess it thinks it would be better on its own
maybe it's right

and now my legs begin to shake from all this blood now in their veins
They want to run
They want to run
But they don't realise just how far away you are
They want to run They want to run
as words are ripped from my tongue
into truth found in stuttered prose
that I stumble through And you'll never know.
Those words were meant for you

I'm too afraid you'll take them to heart
Too afraid you'll finally understand:
there are nights that I can't sleep
because I know that in my dreams I will see
what I can't have
I don't think I could take another day awake
if I am forced to put on this face and pretend
but somehow I do it, again and again