Posts Tagged ‘ selfish ’

In Search Of

IN SEARCH OF

IN SEARCH OF

*i use to

search

with out a reason

or a clue,

*now i search

just because

its something

to do.

-As if i had

a moment

to my self

to think & breathe,

-i seek

to feed,

the notion

of need,

-but

there is none

stuck in between,

a “Do Nothing Bitch”

& the one who enables the greed..

*I AM

no one to talk

I AM

as selfish as SIN,

*with the willingness

to fix

but none such eagerness

to begin.

-i cant

make decisions

for others..

*I’m hardly content

with the decisions

I’ve made for my self…

-i just pray

for love

to bless

every lover..

*and hope

they’re not only

concerned about the eyes watching

which is only for themselves…

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I see More than a Twinkle

Fairy tales

nightmares,

all that she wants

its right there,

in her dreams

up in the air,

all she can do

is just stare,

wonder

unaware,

her energy

that slight scare,

that down here

is not up there,

figuring that in due time

it will all fare well,

but until then

farewell,

right now is far to far

& there’s contemplation on withering away or dare to care…

it takes much to look up

knowing that, I’m stuck down here,

that twinkling from my obstacles & moon light

provides just, enough glare,

that shines on my bruises

& strengths that most often tear,

oh how just a kiss

will cure the heaviest of moments I don’t want to share

we are we are (pretend)

we are

our greatest enemy

we are

our very best friend,

we arent the glue

that keeps us together

but

we are

the chemical that makes it come un done at the end,

unless we look deep inside us

and then way beyond us

can we finally come to

something that will mend,

this twisted metal

heavy foot on top of the gas foot medal

borderline “oh no he’s okay, but he might be mental”

mask we use to blend away and play pretend

A little birdie told me

news sure does

travel fast

especially when its juicy

even more when its something slightly tilted/exaggerated & bad,

“did you hear about what so and so did?”

“oh yeah, I heard she was mad”,

a lie is more appealing to the heart of the  eye

so of course embellishment is going to enrich it just a tad,

like a snowball effect down a mountain

it gets even bigger every go around like a reoccurring fad,

so once the news hits them over the head

how can one keep self-contained and not get a little mad?

 “word on the tweet is you had a crazy weekend”

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to all my exes still stuck on my sweetness

If you can take a Richard then you can take a joke, my dear quit being such a pessimistic fag 

I see France

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I see London
I see France
I stare with awe
I can’t just glance
I Once was a poet
That flowed like lava for blind romance
Until Arrogance Caved in
Sweeped the legs & broke The trance
That mystery usually had
Me with a locked jaw yet i was still glad
Because I’d assume
And gave not a damn
of other’s scores
And best laid plans
Realizing that
All of our demands
Can only break the grounds
On which we rule land
So if we make mistakes
And play not our hand
Then we’ll be like Humpty Dumpty
Picking up our pieces all over again
In sheer lust
Claiming to be our friend
Playing the role
Which is playing pretend
Until the wheels fall off
Or until the very end
Until things change
Or we make amends
I see France
But I don’t want to enter in
What I should of known & done
From the very beginning

I see France

20120110-122335.jpg

I see London
I see France
I stare with awe
I can’t just glance
I Once was a poet
That flowed like lava for blind romance
Until Arrogance Caved in
Sweeped the legs & broke The trance
That mystery usually had
Me with a locked jaw yet i was still glad
Because I’d assume
And gave not a damn
of other’s scores
And best laid plans
Realizing that
All of our demands
Can only break the grounds
On which we rule land
So if we make mistakes
And play not our hand
Then we’ll be like Humpty Dumpty
Picking up our pieces all over again
In sheer lust
Claiming to be our friend
Playing the role
Which is playing pretend
Until the wheels fall off
Or until the very end
Until things change
Or we make amends
I see France
But I don’t want to enter in
What I should of known & done
From the very beginning