Posts Tagged ‘ missing ’

The Demons We Know & Love

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.

Another cigarette break

It’s not that I’m upset
Everyone is dancing without me

And it’s not even that
I have nothing to hold.

It’s that I’ve created memories
With no one besides me

And the stains of my past
Are getting harder to wash off
With a routine that’s way beyond old.

Waiting on Forever


It’s been a year
Since you’ve gone
But I’ve still
Got you on,
My mind
Is that so wrong,
Your scent
Is really that strong,
That I
Can’t carry on,
Without you
So i keep your song,
On the very tip
Of my tongue,
Where words come
And exit from,
so often
That it goes numb,
Your memory
Makes me feel dumb,
Because i’m holding onto
What is no fun,
Further crushing
What is already crumbs,
Torturing like smoke to my lungs,
Adding to a sum,
That makes me
More of,
That bastard
Son Of a cunt,
Yes i know My humor
Is treturous,
But I know you’d get it
And that’s all I’d want…

Truth Leaving the Well


no matter how

beautifully intended,

will never

be anything other than

an after thought to the blindly bended,


is in a notation that

you didn’t bother to mention,

the attention

is now

on another unknowing of the threatening,


can not be bound

so tell me what is missing,

 the will

of something greater than you

will pull one over on you

all because you were arrogant and un accepting

i need

I need

something to love

I have

so much love to give,

I can spend iT

all on my self

but all that does

is leave me with,

the longing

for something much more

im greedier

than a little kid,

my soul screams

gimmie gimmie

because I want to be

babied just a little bit,

I want to receive

what iT is

that I also

 want to give,

the only problem with that is

it’s a recession

and everyone’s either broke lacking the knowledge of how to love

or holding iT back keeping iT all in,

so like

a domino effect

some get knocked down

and others fall out of iT,

my need

is then viewed as a want

and then I feel 


because I wasnt

able to get

what I was so sure

id be able to convince,

I need

like an obese man starves

the hunger pains

are all in the head

i dont like that

I don’t like that

I have to

think of you,

so much during the day

that’s not

what im use to,

im curious as to,,,

what you’re doing


what type of people,

your surrounding

your self around with

when im not with you,

dare i say

I think/I know

that i do

miss you.

like whoa

my love is like woe

in which what keeps me up

also brings me down,

guilty thoughts of not being faithful

100 & 10%

all the way down & around..



oh/woe my love how I miss you

so much

its brings me tears,

the ones ive been holding back

is pouring out for all of the years,

that have come in & out between us

like total utter strangers,

taking us to places

that we know only equals danger,

but love drunkenness

here we go,

not knowing how to run

or how to take it slow,

you gotta be all in

and just go for broke,

to much of not enough

has me sighing

like whoa…..