March 2010
9 posts
there's something about Mike...
there’s just something about your smile that makes me melt every time. the reason why I’ll count down the days until I can see it again. there’s just something about your eyes that I can’t get enough of. perhaps it’s the way they light up when I’m around. there’s just something about your words that send me flying every time you take a breath. and how I...
inspirazione.
this is children’s stuff compared to the rest of the world. this is how I know that everything around me has not yet blossomed. that the intended depth to this still -called- life is cartoonish and fake. but this is how I know that I can take their breaths and feed it through my veins - just the same. to make a shell out of what I pretend to know. or to make a mask out of what they really...
you make me smile.
and for the first time, I’m speechless. not a single world could convey the emotions that are running through my head. not a poem could I write to echo those unspeakable words. only one that touches on the lack thereof. (which is what this is.) (duh.) but not a smile is lost on my face. because you left me a memory that makes me fall even more for you. so maybe there is a single word. no,...
kaboom.
they say that somebody’s eyes are watching you. though, maybe he doesn’t have eyes on the back of his head… nor is his third eye glued on you. but let’s just say that it doesn’t go without notice. trust me.
you’re buying the consequences, with each brush of your hand being another nickel to add to the grand total. sure, he’s no ticking time bomb, but if you press the right button, you’re going to...
headphones around my heart.
she wears headphones around her heart, craving to shoot up another song into her addicted veins. she needs another overdose to keep her going; too weak to go without her drug. her palms shake when her ears are open. she feels incomplete and broken without a lyric running through her head. she longs for the bass to thump in time with her heartbeat. for the echo to vibrate deep down, resounding in...
JK JK JK LOLOLOL.
you think it’s your duty – your God-given right to say boo to me. hiding behind the mask that is lol just kidding! because you lack the metaphorical testicles necessary to talk with no strings attached. stop hiding, coward. if you’ve got the guts to throw the words, don’t you dare sneak around and play it off as a joke. your nose has grown to the size of your lies; you’re not fooling a soul, so...
just wait.
let’s die together tonight. there’s just too much work involved. it costs too much to buy a breath. you know – you with your growing up. me with my falling down.
a tsunami downs my words, a mountain blocks us between, and breaking down this Berlin wall is impossible with a ball and chain around our ankles. so what if we hold our breath, count to ten, and say goodnight? even in complete darkness,...
OUR eyes are watching you.
the filthiest creature of the animal kingdom; one that’s unidentifiable, yet everyone still knows how you slither your way through the grass. how you stalk down your prey. how you wait until the twinkling stars appear before you strike.
there’s something here that doesn’t belong. your trail left behind, reeking of your stench. we know where you’ve been. we know what you’ve done. we can follow...
innocent until proven guilty.
dainty and cute. innocent. perfect, almost. refined. tamed sense of emotion. yielded to the horrors of the world; lust. love. sex. irresistibly ignorant. tightening her eyes to those icky subjects; lust. love. sex. eyes on no one. waiting until marriage. hormones have nothing on her. other ideals fill up her imagination. rest assured; she is pure. every girl’s façade.