Friday, July 29, 2011

This Is Not An Average/Tina Alright

mixed drinks leaving airlines broken dreams different views
left this way right side different views
broken mirrors second hand smoke leaving airplanes different times
your synchronization is broken left without

this is not an average way of thinking,
it's the worst way of being
you should have stayed the night
and began to begin this fight

you insist it's love with him
I insist it's beginning to begin with me

slept over, hung over, hung out,
nothing-ness
despair in despite of these words we say
you hate me again, starting last night

decide your eyes, reflect your intentions,
no matter how intense they may get
make me girl,
break me girl,
make me who I longed to be
and then leave me at the alter, (my heart in your hands)

in a moment, you shaded my arm in sleeves, with memories of
who I'm glad I'll never have to be again
so far away, you'll be fucked in heart and soul,
this is not an average start, it's a typical way to sleep in a car,
naked on top of each other; with no intentions to be who we always thought we'd be

Thursday, July 28, 2011

This Stress

Somehow numb from all the stress;
How many lies have I heard from you?
Confirmed, I know who you really are
I disregard every word you say, as you say, I'm broken, its too late

Don't let my past cause you riddles,
Don't disect my life, don't break me down again

You are every single thing I ever hoped for, when I noticed you, I found the world (I found it) in you

Petrified of what I am, no monsters hide in my soul
So endure me as I have your tall tales of short days

Monday, July 25, 2011

What Lies Between.

You've seen my ghosts, you've danced in circles, so do as you wish,
Dream up a new world,
Pray for this, hope for this, whatever it is
What lies between us are broken glasses and fragile hearts
So you should've known better
But eyes lead on, into the soul
Away you wear your visionary supplements to complement who I'll show you I'd hardly become, if became ever shows
Thrill her with your glass stained lies, or how you're into too much shit sin stories,
Ignite the flames that flare up on what I will ignite instead of or in place of love
Between, lies you.
Oh four, how much more are you than nine or less than three?
Murder, she wrote, murder he screams,
Your shallow gallows swallow another life,
How deemed will unredeemable be when there is this little left to see?
Your stories daily take her away from me,
Into the depths of a broken heart, I'll go, in chance the face of love may show,
The pioneers never came home,
Hidden from views of the love, the mines shower gold, in your arms I'll stay in hold, nothing for the world burning down
Your feet are the branches to the room you envy,
Six years, three years, two years, none,
This life won't go wasted if I will blast out profanities, words like those? I need these.
Die for this, what lies between depress these eye lids, so break me lover, my hearts not available to break
Break these lines that cut rust from small knives
Destroy me so I can hope we meet in different lives,
And forever knows what lies between us, is your eyes for someone else's sins

Friday, July 22, 2011

Forever Destroyed

Until next hour, I will keep saying these things you'd hate to hear,
I will keep my heart strings around your voice,
I'm strung to on how you want to give up

Now I'm destroyed by the loss of your words at my sight
So dream something fucked up,
I'll keep you here until you hear your way out,
Nothing, oh shall I say, I destroyed this myself the moment I let you come into my life,

So will you keep on forging your path around his town one drink at a time?

You've taken too much of what you should've had, when you stopped talking

So fix me baby, I'm destined for a life where I'm always getting destroyed.

Sincerely

What is it about me, that always winds up this way?
How many times can I fade away?
I'm gone, so far away
In this life, I lose everything I have,
Broken by you
I hope to regain
These words you say, are not everlasting,
My vote of confidence has become
Nothing but a joke to you
What happened?
These dreams are fading for you
These illusions keep dreaming of you

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

How Come Everything Seems to Me Like Everything It Shouldn't Be?

lost
a child blinded by the starlight
forgotten
every dream we ever had destroyed

we have every resource at our hands
when it comes to this, reach for my hands,
and pull me out of this rut
you said I'm slowly getting my pieces back together

pull me out of this rut

I love pain, it's my addiction
that's what a friend once told me
I try too hard,
all I want is the results

you leave when it's time,
but you never left here

where is the circle at, that I once placed in my mind?
I began this shadow, in hopes you would see what's coming next
I'm not afraid to begin again,
I'm afraid to end it all

you bleed me dry
say there's nothing left out there that can hurt me
as you have; there is nothing

what is empty?
a ceiling or dry wall?
throw some color into it, and suddenly, it's home

what is everything?
a collection of what is relevant at the time?
a phrase we use to get us past a moment?
when I say you are my everything, it's not just a lie,
or ever just a word,
it's you that gets me beyond getting by

I try too hard, and press too hard,
I don't want to push you away
farther, away than I already have
you look at me with closed eyes,
a saturation of what you think I am trying to be

with closed eyes and an open heart,
there is so much to see

how come everything seems to me like everything it shouldn't be?
will I play the character in your movie today, and not end up in the final cut?
where is the sky that I look up to?
you led me out in time to sing out loud one ridiculous line

on this train, you left me hanging
when I wanted to see you
you just wanted to leave

Friday, July 15, 2011

Life on the Railway, When Bridges Collapse

Everything here is golden, every day here was wasted in the same manner that we had predicted, and yes we  fell for each of our faults
Girl
We feel like we never fell in the dark
We never landed where we thought we were.

A new day is coming, a new day is bending these walls and cracks are spreading these tips around the stench of what has decayed,
Where white lines served you, your powder will never phase me,

I've been cut out of your magazine and thrown in to your hopes and dreams, but what it cuts out to is you never understood me and the things I need, you're bad, bad news
And with this fire I will start to wrap up our desires girl

Like the hottest ash, or the hottest ass, you stood there and waited for me, you were wrong, you said, you were never him and I'll never be who you needed me to be

When you collapse, nobody will be there to catch you, you started a fire that you though could be, a shallow attempt at fixing me

There you go, once again lying to my face playing pretend, I can see right through your beautiful lies

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Blessed by Distortion, Undressed by Importance

Watching my back, I'm watching it wither away, with welts the length of the small, I keep running from you
Yet today will be different eventually, what about tomorrow?
Where paths are not only crossed, but crossed out, you thatch my kind strokes against the side I'm on
Work for work, due to this, you work for hurt, because you could never really stand that place,
Gravity failed you, when you let me fly, I drifted down rivers that lead me into an office with requests to donate my eyes in hope I could see where you were leading me onto, into this bed, to be the only victim murdered by your tactical way of pulling through piles of burning lies, in accordance to burning lives, all books that dictate and demand direction are always falling under us
Our selfish nothings won't succeed until forever ends

Friday, July 8, 2011

I Hope Well Will Do (I Hope We Will Do This)

I get out a Lincoln, and say goodbye
Your ice cream won't be held for a few,
My spoons will be unoffered as you are conquered, in a land of boats
I'm laid up here in a jungle of useless memories that attack rust at every biten corner,
I don't want this girl, I would love it though
How well will you be willing to hope for?  Hear, there, you are everywhere when I close my eyes and open my fists, you keep me strung up with out wires, your eyes are constant devices for continuous reminders,
The entire universe is in balance
You remind me that I need to do well,
Well I will do well when you will be willing to see the well outside your bedroom window

Thursday, July 7, 2011

This Horrible Weather Will Heat Her Up

So close you can barely breathe,
With eyes so blind you can barely see,
We've scratched the surface
Revealed all but one,
This collision of ends have just begun,
So show me the grand tour, and take me girl through this man's funeral,
I have signed a new lease, with my heart on a new beat,
Sang through an empty street
I watched eyes sing sorry in rhythms with no beat

I can't begin to tell you how happy I am for you, like two wet hands together from dried glue,
Move on and on until we see, these hands bled out impatiently for me,
When I dive I fly girl, like a fish with wings I can be all world,
Give you a full tilt and move through your soul like a sword with a new hilt,
Your heart is free of guilt, sand paper destroyed emotions through swift and abrasive motions,
Heat her up girl and save me the drag, I hold forward direct film of past tense days with fire ablaze, I stare stick and amazed, its been just a number of days and I could sleep again

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The Girl Over There

it's not what you have, it's what you had before
it's a style you are trying to perfect, by lighting up
burn out your lungs girl, because you won't ever be happy,
you allow this to ignite and burn down this city,
we all stare at you with ridiculous smiles that never fade away

you're fake and useless, can't allow room for anything
like a rocket with out a crew,
you don't know what you are doing

so tell me how you can't do nothing, and how everything is easier
and ask me what I should do to make it easier,
you are one of these girls that breaks hearts,
well I am not going to let you continue to do this to me,
that girl over there is more than happy to take your spot,
like a number in line, maybe she will not treat me like I never mattered

you grow up, and get old,
you get tired, and start to pretend life is such an amazing thing,
I hate feeling like I should flaunt how much better off you were,

you thought you could walk away without scars?
I've been torn to pieces at your own hands,
you will see everything you could have had,
you won't look me in the eyes next time and say you're talking to him,

you'll look away and wish away all the mistakes you've made,
and I won't be the one looking for a way out
because the girl over there noticed where I was

Friday, July 1, 2011

Aftermath

A dream too late
I walk through empty streets knowing you're not here

In your words I say I need space,
You broke a promise

A break to save me,
A car couldn't stop for me,
I broke way to see you

I'm not occupied, I'm vacant,
Girl you owe me so much for this one

The aftermath looks dead and dreary,
After all the times you said you'd never leave,
You walked away