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The Demons We Know & Love

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We all fuss,
We all fight.
Sometimes in a rush,
Sometimes outta spite.
Usually because
entitled we recite.
Allowing the hurt we endure
Kept alive & just ripe.
The beast on its toes
We entice through the night.
Questioning the weakness
That is now
Only After
a swing & a bite.

Team Cray Cray

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I don’t know why

I do

The things
that I do…

An age old question

I should be
tired

Of having
to
reuse…

Now,
I’ve been told
That

I lack
common sense
&
May have a
few/couple,
screws loose…

I don’t want to believe

But after so long

Of using

The same
old
excuse….

I’ve come
to the
conclusion

That I really know not
The things
that I
do….

Surprise hides not
When I see
the outcome
Of my imagination
Alone
In an empty room….

With desert like
Illusions
And a thirst
That senses water
Going through
This shiny
noose…

(GodKnows)
I mean only
Beauty
In the truth….

In between shifts

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Do you
Remember,
Our last time?

Where it was
just,
You & I…

Oh you and I,

Make the most
perfect of circles
And
The Squiggliest of lines…

(Yes) I fuss,
(But) You argue,
Like a train wreck
Right on
time…

Constant back & fourths
Because you can’t be wrong
And I,
can never
ever
be right…

But that would never
Stop you,
from letting me
Enter,
And regardless of temper,
rough Up your hide…

No matter
How upset
You might,

Be…

You would
Always,
Love
and let me,

Be me…

And it’s for that
I can’t
Completely,
forget about
Thee…

No matter
How hard,
I try,

To suppress thee
Memories
they,
Never seem to shy…

All I can do is
Hang back,
talk shit
and
Whine,

I hate I
Without you,
Right there
By my side…

Damn these
Ramblings
Of the
mind,

I hope the next shift
Hurries
Because I hate wondering
Who what where when
And why

Too Many Sober decisions

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She cares not,
Because hardly remembers.
Usually…

Her Heart

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Upset
She chokes
And holds

All of the memories
That took
And stole

No Time For Games

time is of the essence

and there’s no time like the present

the Lord allows for misery, so he can bestow his blessings

strength comes out from our hunger, so we don’t buckle down under that which is tempting

love knows no bound

so lets not bull shit her if we don’t plan on being a loyal tenant

no matter how good the reason

all excuses are plain out irrelevant

if you don’t want to break

then don’t even bend a little bit

having to wait… is one thing i hate…

patience is a virtue

and its also hard to find

in a person because it hurts you

who can’t do what said person is use to all the time

its selfish to be mad at a curfew

but what i do best is wine

what i hate is being without you

and recently that seems like most of the time