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Rerun opportunities

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Simple is
As simple does.
Which explains
Why one was,
Going through loops
Of an never ending run.
Repeating what
They’re too afraid of,
Jumping to and
Getting away from.

Beg to differ?

she doesn’t want much

but im not willing to give

what she does,

it’s all a matter of love

and where my hearts come from

a slight push automatically receives a shove,

her right hook

has never been mistook

for some kind type of hug,

she’s mistaken

what is agape

with generic physical attraction,

considering how one meets

depicts what repeats

and what isn’t at random,

 “just” is just that

and there are no promises made

when we’re “just having fun”,

what you put up with

you end up with

 oh you beg to differ? I hope you have a good run

Lets Try This Again

my eyes they hurt

my heart it aches

as I face down towards the dirt

I feel so ashamed

what I did didn’t work

my soul couldn’t be tamed

its inflamed bouncing off the walls going berserk

until she calls, forgiving my name

I no longer feel like a jerk

the tears down my cheeks make me feel meek and lame

however together again, maybe we can make this work

of course things can’t be exactly the same

but we wont know until it hurts

Lets Try This Again? 

Just Go With iT

so stubborn

dedicated

stuck in

the

concrete,

one doesn’t take

time out of the day

to truly

earnestly

seek,

if there’s

another way

promise / believe

shake/stir

then repeat,

but how

are you going to know

if you

yourself

cant even see?

they say

dreaming

is for sleepers

and that very well

may be,

but once you wake up

 and that vision

is still burning

are you willing

to pay the fee,

try

try

try

and then

try again,

practice makes perfect

especially

if we’re

writing iT

with pen,

 there’s no such thing

as typos

just improv

so

 just go with iT.

land mine

has time ever stood still

where you can capture a moment in a frame

and you replay that scenario

over and over and over again

reliving the hurt that it caused

reincarnating the pain

with different combinations of lefts and rights

zigging and zagging into a land mine of a blame game

because with which ever which way

the outcome becomes the same

customer service

 

customer service

is so hard to come by,

they’re suppose to take a bullet

and assure that the customer is always right,

but most don’t like to put forth an effort

as if they defy what they’re working for,

what kind of whore are you

if you’re not doing what you’re getting paid for?

service with a smile

is what, would be nice,

service without the regret

of picking the place you’re at tonight,

maybe today just wasnt your day

we all have them,

but your problems & dysfunctions arent others problems

we all have them..

please crawl back

to what ever whole your crawled out of,

the world doesn’t need another poopy face

it needs another hug,

i hope you take my words

as some constructive criticism,

i want to invoke provoke

then heal you, so you can in turn heal the system

inn

my mind

 

is fighting

 

against it self

 

from what

 

i know

 

and the things thoughts have dealt

 

from what

 

i did
 
to how i felt

 

my brain

 

is ice
 
that this bud just melts…

 

not far away
 
is my pain

 

i cant remember

 

which lane

 

i had my memories

engraved

and

how
IT
paved

 

to the ground

 

to the grave
i just know
that IT saved…

 

get me untie
myself
out of
of this
stitch

 

let me leave

this broker/this pimp

this bitch

 

to the sky
in the
air
in a spliff

 

with a tick
she wont
follow
and cant
accompany with…

 

so why bother
why pay

 

why try to go
that way
 
we live
we pray
were lucky to be alive
today

 

and if its free
what can i say
other than
hoe-ray

giving is just

another way

 

to get
 my attention
to get me
to stay…

 

but no not i

 

no lie

 

im trying

 

really hard

 

to fly

 

but what you see

 

with your eyes

 

aint what i need

 

by the night…

 

cause
what happens
when you sleep

while you snore

while

 you dream

 

although you may not
remember it
it plays back
like a movie
stuck on repeat…

 

it keeps go in
and im going

 

then
im growning
as i grow in

 

to
something
you’re not want
inn

 

but then
its to late
way
too late…

 

My bad

 

i see you

 

that “GOOD”

 

i need you

 

let’s make

 

our selves

 

equal

 

and strive

 

as better

 

people…

 

i may

 

be the worst

 

but its

 

caused

 

such a thirst

 

that i

 

cry

 

i yearn

 

for my

 

re

 

birth…

 

once i call
and ask
for
 IT

 

love touches
my head
and that split second

 

i am washed
then after
repent inn

 

out of
hell
back into heaven

 

please believe
i learned
my lesson
until i mess up
by thinking
and not believ
inn