Posts (page 2)
My nightlight moved on to light someone else's darkness
So i'm making candles out of all our memories,
because nothing else keeps the night out.
You've built me emotional rollercoasters
silly boy, didn't anyone tell you that
85 degree angles are illogical?
Wishing you best nights,
can't stop the girls from wishing the impossible.
Be happy
one golden kid to another.
cried.for.you.on.the.kitchen.floor.
- Please phrase all apologies in the form of epic poetry.
It's all going to come out in that dark basement,
sitting together, lights off,
desks placed to get the heart to skip just the right beats.
Telling me it's all an act,
proof that we're just facades,
it all turns to reality when we bring in the chemicals.
Are the chemicals bringing out your reality?
Is sobriety your shadow puppet?
I want you to pretend I mean something,
cause boy I will load you up till it's
whole truths.
put.me.where.i.belong.
- Revision revision revision
Want to write it all over these blank white walls
with something indelible and dark
lines that can not be erased.
Want them all to know that the world is always
too big or too small for me.
It feels so small when I start to feel trapped,
like I'll never get out of this room [justfourwallsroundme]
And feels so big when I know I can't see it all
just fly me all around in one go,
we'll worry about the environmental damages later.
Need out
freedom
space
it's too small in here, too
cramped.
she's.lost.control.again.
- Joy Division + me + after midnight = bad.
Our circles just serve to remind me that still
chasing after what isn't/won't be mine.
I want to say you're leading me on boy,
making me see connections where the wires have
shorted out
frayed
never been
but I think it's all just from the light [alwayscatchingyourlenses]
and irregular sleeping patterns [getoutofmyhead]
I must have made it all up in my head,
It's only tense because I can't have what I want.
Spoiled brats can ruin anything.
I feel like I'm always on the outside looking in,
even in the world inside my head.
we're.both.in.denial.
- Got the shakes.
I dream about never-going-to-happen weddings
because I'm in a state of perpetual transition
chameleons, shape-shifters.
But adaptive was never a word to describe me.
I remembered why too close is too close,
hearts weren't meant to skip beats.
I'd say don't give me heart problems boy,
but I think it's a bit late for that,
just not in the way we'd all expect.
Stay sweet, stay strong, get some sleep.
Don't want to keep myself up worrying my sorry little head off.
You're something special
whether they like it or not.
Someday you'll show me what it's like to truly live first hand
all to myself,
no crowds to share with.
Show me what it's all about.
i'm.counterfeit.myself.
- I don't know where it all comes from either.
I could fly so high,
but you're keeping me so low.
I'm smashing up the pavement,
grit in the eyes.
You send me careening.
Please be my lighthouse,
not a burnt-out bulb.
You are the Da Vinci to my Edison.
The only thing we invent are broken hearts,
but you're so far ahead.
12 years is a hell of head start.
I'll catch up.
You'll see.
light.my.candles.in.a.daze.
- Experiencing continental hatred.
Stuck in the mud again.
Everyone grows up too fast
and I just speed sideways into the wall.
Can't we just stay at 14,
turn back the clocks,
see the tarnish fade away?
I can't believe it's
more snow
not butter.
All the things I want are the worst possible things for me.
Every accidental brush sends concrete through our veins,
every time we catch our eyes, we see snatches of infinity.
I'm taking your breath away
in the worst possible way.
i.want.i.want.you.back.
- Reigning queen of the one liners.
Everything imperfect about you
makes me shake.
Wrap you up and charge you,
I'll take you home, boy.
She only wants what sparkles,
and that's never something that she could ever have.
Take away the daylight boy,
I only want you in the dark.
Don't look at me when you break my heart.
"wipe that smile off your fucking face"
new.religion.prescribed.
- I've seen you sparklin'.
I remember why too close is too close
because I feel the tension in my legs this week
they're melting and they want to bolt
consistency is for suckers
and people that couldn't be us if we ever tried.
My sleep pattern is regularly random.
I think the fuse blew out
or no one's flipped the switch today.
in.love.with.a.strict.machine.
- Inadequacy and jealousy is a bitch of a combination
Twisting heads around with our necks impersonating contortionists
i'll do it to press my lips against yours
lying together in nights too cold for us alone
warm me up anyway you want.
The sun's shining gold
like that home wrecker heart you've got there, boy.
I want to see you on a rainy day.
Words are an electrical current lately,
just waiting for the fuse to blow
wanna.see.my.past.in.flames.
- The first paragraph is based no where in reality, in case you were wondering.
