Monday, October 24, 2011

Stuck in the Past

I gave myself a hair cut
Like the one I had with you
I gave myself a hair cut
Just like I always do

I gave myself a hair cut
Except it went horribly awry
I gave myself a hair cut
And now I want to die

Instead of looking like I used to
I look a whole lot like my mother
Instead of looking like I used to
... It's really just a bother.


Saturday, October 22, 2011

I love you. Let's get to know each other.
Is this backwards?
See your girl
See me
See your girl
See me.

You have a choice
Which one will it be?
Life isnt fair.
Either you move on or you don't.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

I am physically shaking with anxiety. I am wishing so hard that I will forget about everything that's bothering me, so that I can let life play out, but wishing something to go away is just causing me stress. That is stress on top of other stress: like school, and work, and being a fucking social person for once in my life.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Your sleeplessness intrigues me
What do you do in the dark
Can we have a cup of tea?
In your thoughts I will park

In the evening we will talk
and in the morning we will be
Can we go for a walk?
The more of me you will see

As you sigh and stay awake
I will lay in bed and gaze
Into you eyes I will take
My heart you will definitely faze.

Melt my soul
Smoke a fucking bowl.
Forget.
Legit.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Wakefulness/Sleeplessness

There is nothing here in the dark.
You'll find me near the edge of my bed
Turning the lights on so to ward off my self-diagnosed insomnia.

Gazing beyond the bounds of my soft cell I wonder,
Does the light travel through the crannies created by the space between us and the covers
Or, does it come from the illusion of our self-professed love?

You don't exist in the light.

However, flip the switch! You come alive!
Fall into the blackness! You come alive!
Don't close my eyes! You'll come alive!

In the light, you don't exist.