Posts Tagged ‘ distraction ’

In between shifts

Do you
Our last time?

Where it was
You & I…

Oh you and I,

Make the most
perfect of circles
The Squiggliest of lines…

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

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

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

No matter
How upset
You might,


You would
and let me,

Be me…

And it’s for that
I can’t
forget about

No matter
How hard,
I try,

To suppress thee
Never seem to shy…

All I can do is
Hang back,
talk shit

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

Damn these
Of the

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

Wants Melt

I don’t take
Very well.

It’s either
You love me
Or you
Can go to hell.

Like the creator
Above me

And all
Ones left with
Are the conviction
In them selves…

All I wanted was her heart
She wore
like a belt.

Kill time
Her flesh
She gave to someone else.

The angels
Would Tend to cry
Her demons
Couldn’t stand the smell.

The blood
Of something Greater
Would more times than not
Fiercely Compel.

Creating a cycle
That would reflect
The flaming fires
Of hell.

Only to look back
And wish
For a stronger will
In my self.

The Death Of ME

let’s get right to the point

and cut straight to the chase,

life is too short

and we have not a minute left to waste,

the truth has become such a rarity

lies are a customary expression on the face,

I want what I want

why pretend like I don’t want a taste,

she then looks me square in the eyes

licks her lips and curves her frame,

I’m wanting what your thinking

today’s your lucky day,

come on up claim your prize

a dose of the Gods or very wishful fait,

I wont be here for long

so hesitate not, rush the gates,

temptation has fully evolved

this is completely far more advanced thang,

she stood steady/ready willing and able

the death of me, right on display


iT wanders

and iT gropes

where ever iT can

iT will surely go

what ever iT can touch

iT will thrust full throttle

the fingers of my mind

irritate more than pills that are way too big to swallow

attacking nothing but still waters

im already aware that are shallow

yet iT doesn’t care

 forever do those fingers wander

dont mind me

don’t mind my smirk

excuse the lurk

that i give when i split

my efforts away from work,

im trying to remain calm

and IT isn’t

as easy

as IT looks

here is where i am

and there

is where

i left,

with pressure

of all that is glam

lime light pushes

me away from rest,

the attention

i crave

with plenty

of hunger pains,

keeps me

gunning way

what hunger has

more than once paved,

so please don’t mind

she shock

and slightly disgusted


but im mining

my business

and im hoping you can

run a play from the same  book

Forget It?

we’re more than meets the eye

we’re of another dimension,

not your average cartoon

we’re super heroes super confused just not so super men,

fighting with no cape & no tights

sometimes just a little lost when fast approaching,

needing all the help in the world

just not taking to kindly to coaching…

if im suppose to go right

but made a slight soft left,

it’s just like going hard

in the opposite direction,

skipping every stop

ignoring every intention,

with little to no words

trying my damnedest to explain it,

maybe I shouldnt (since thoughts & feelings are expensive)

and just forget it