I'm back!

In the beginning you never knew,
That I would honestly be one in a few,
I tried to prove you wrong,
Tried to erase the doubt,
You treated me like I was just another way out

Now you realize I'm more than that,
I may actually be a way in,
An entrance to something that will never begin,
When you give what you get it's not a lot,
So have you decided to let this drop?




Finally, in the swing of writing again. I hope you haven't given up on me, guys.

A Politic's Score

it's like we're politicians,
always opposing eachother,
in theory opposites attract,
but now you're idea is to contract,
what you want is what you get,
and if those expectations aren't met,
it's me who takes the blame,
and i begin to wonder if it's just your shame rubbing off on me

we're as close as we'll ever be,
you say you're proud of me for actually holding on,
you've been hurt but so have i,
and now i really feel as though this is just a game,
one you've played before,
because if you look at the score,
the notches in your bedpost show more than i've ever seen,
so i'd love it if you'd care to explain exactly what this means

i won't soothe your pain when it comes to this,
i'm not going to be something you'll miss,
so tell me, do my actions really matter?
you're going to leave whether i want you to or not,
all i can do is smile and hope it's worthwhile,
while you sleep the day away,
i lay awake regretting these past hours,
as the sweetest thing i've ever tasted turns sour.


UNFINISHED.

A Stranger In My Own Bones.

I have turned into something i never planned to be, a stranger in my own bones. Everything in my life tries to tell me who i am, but i'm still too blind to see it. My feelings are misleading. My experiences explain who i used to be. My love life describes my self-consciousness. My struggles define who i am not.

for Mike,

first thing i've written in a long time.

wow.

i have a severe, possibly fatal, case of writers block.

No One Said It Would Be Like Surgery

No One Said It Would Be Like Surgery

these words aren't making sense,
you say you're on a picket fence,
what's your decision?
go ahead, make the incision
on this relationship,
all you have to say is
"this love was friendship"

these days keep rolling by,
i still can't look you in the eye,
i'm starting to think when you said friends
you really didn't want to mend
this patch like a pair of jeans,
and by all means
do as you please,
but when i say please all i really need is you with me

the life i live is like a song,
the chorus on repeat,
the verse explaining defeat,
this heartbreak turns to the bridge,
it all feels too rehearsed,
i can't keep track any longer,
my heart isn't any stronger

these days keep rolling by,
you still can't look me in the eye,
i'm starting to think when you said friends
you really didn't want to mend
this patch like a pair of jeans
and by all means
do as you please,
but please just stay away from me



hopefully more added soon,
actually, i'm sure there will be (:

GOODnight Kisses are for GOOD Kissers

you pull me close and touch my nose,
we both know we're about to kiss,
did you really just miss?

your teeth bump mine,
this should be considered a crime,
all i can think about is "what is the time?"
i feel as though i'm trapped near a land mine

i can't seem to take you seriously,
when up your nose is all i can see,
you want my digits to pick me up,
and i pray that you don't know time and temp

you open my car door and i climb out,
automatically your tongue is in my mouth,
i pull away but my lip seems to stay
and all i want to do is tell you goodnight kisses are too cliche

finally in the safety of my room,
i look out the window and to the moon,
i make a wish "please, please, please,
don't let me wake looking like a fish"

my lips are numb and my mind blank,
and i decide it's time for you to walk the plank.