You’ve got me running these loops girl
Yeah running these loops
You’ve got me looking for a hole or an oops
Like magician’s rings
You like finding cracks in my writings on the wall
But you don’t lie to me and tell me that everything will be okay
Even if I'm screaming mayday
You are my Peter Gabriel sledgehammer,
As you skillfully knock down walls
With your golden retriever attitude
That possibly brightens my mood
Sometimes I feel your obnoxious positive vibe
But what you don’t know…
Is that I'd kill the king for your laugh
It seems like a fair trade for a mental photograph
That could soon be lost
Your smile lightens up the room
You make me feel like I can do anything with you by my side
You make me feel like I shouldn’t have any reasons to hide,
From you at least
I'm not afraid of all the king’s horses and all the king’s men
You believe that I could take them because I'm strong
And I know that we don’t have long
And I'm used to people coming and going
I've had years and years to get used to that,
The arms that I could die for
Could disappear and make it pour
That’s why you have to enjoy things now
While they last
And maybe that’s all she wrote for us
But we just have to trust
That our paths were only meant to be crossed
And maybe its better that we made an x out of each other
I won’t forget how you made me feel
As you tried to help me to heal
With your Potter spells, you powerful witch!
I don't like to be
Distracted by the hand held
Devices of now
I just like the quiet
I'd rather just be silent
And just listen to...
Boardwalk bridges that
Sound like a xylophone that
Lead to spiderweb,
Facial masks, that lead to
Nature's cotton candy, that
Are cattail trails, yet
With all these great things
It seems like people don't like,
To listen and watch
Bouncing and flying
Is this a dream?
Maybe I'm superman just learning to fly
Melt into the speed with no regrets
I live for a little bit of danger
While my legs stick to the seat with sweat
Will this ghetto metal hold up?
Rattle, rattle, creek, creek
Will we crash into a rock or hard place,
And make things worse,
By wedging ourselves further in?
Further in
Could be further out
Dark voices are scary
But not when you join in
My music only goes so loud
I write myself into silliness
It's not worth it
Not at this cost,
Of weightlessness
Soaring through the darkness
In a rough way
Not knowing what’s next
It feels like morning is so far away
But I like the quiet of the night
And how all the sane people are sleeping
Why aren't the metal people melting in this heat
Why am I still out here? It's because I can smell sand and salt
And the heat reminds me of summer
Although
I am questioning what in the world am I doing The birds chirping
The traffic
The anxiety It feels like a good day
For the beach and nothing else To get your feet burned in the sand
And the sharp feel of shark water But I'm here on an uncomfortable park bench
Made to look like a place to sit
Made to be uncomfortable So much for the brick and concrete, cars and calc I could have drove home and be arriving there now
But why would I want to be there Have I become one of the metal people
Just here watching the other people I guess not quite yet
Because I can feel the human slowly dripping from the pits
People think I'm lazy
But I'm awake for the same amount of time they are
I am just awake and asleep at a different time
They see me sleeping all day
But that’s because I'm awake all night
They say the early bird gets the worm
But what if I happen to consider myself the worm?
Not only that but…
The second mouse gets the cheese
I'm nocturnal
Either that or I was meant for the other side of the planet
But I do like seeing the stars
Street lights and few cars
It’s nice to be unbothered
By anyone really
Daytime people
Won’t understand the mood
Of Ziggy Stardust or the Dark Side of the Moon
Only Spacetime Oddities
Know about the secret societies
That only meet in the night,
Only to mess with the forces
Of the good, the bad, and the gravity
Along with pronking springboks
I don’t mind where life takes me, as long as,
I can be free and freeze in the dark
Sounds horrible but you wouldn’t understand
That’s because you'd rather it be light, and warm
But the light can leave a bad mark
And the warmth keeps you on land
Flying is more fun
There are many unknown,
Mysteries that hide,
That you can find only when you're on the run
Freezing reminds you that this is probably real
It keeps you there with possible illusion of your friends
My imagination knows that I need to be the teenager I am
The idiot that loves to be goofy and loves to have a good laugh
The kind of laugh that makes you addicted all over again
The one that makes you forget about the study guide you must cram,
Painfully into your head that doesn’t deserve to be broken in half
The kind of laugh that makes you forget about everything that doesn’t matter to the tip of this pen
To laugh so hard that I’ll forget the definition of depression and anxiety and just take flight,
Away from the lies
And freeze my scars and the oncoming wrinkles so they can’t leave a mark
Run to gain some height
To get out of earshot of their cries
And just know that together we are a single spark
It hailed
It was a storm trooper halestorm
I tried to count the raindrops
And failed
Because I can only count to four in correct form
Then we jaywalked in front of the cops
I want to go all night,
With you guys
Go all the way and see the sun come and break the dark
And then go to bed and not have me, myself and I fight
Go to bed content with who I really was today and take to the skies
And fall asleep on the blue side in the park
Precipitation on the precipice
Perpetually with presumable paranoia
Along with possible poems that have no periods
Because life might very well be never ending
Pause...
Delete the delirium of the demons
Don't deteriorate with your destruction
Do what you want during the debriefing but don't drown in the debris
Try not to go that far
Drat
All they asked for was some alliteration
While they surrounded you with alligators in the ally
But I am writing an album of aluminum with alliances that allay
Not every allegation is right
Allure
Currently concentrating
On the cause of the catastrophe
Two cracks colliding without collecting credit
Learn that, that is simply life
Creating
I'm a nitpicky nitwit
Nincompoop that knits knots
In the neon lights of New York, I nervously take notes on networks of gnats
I will stop with the,
I will not’s because I have too many to keep
I no longer hope youwould just text me
Have you known the whole time that all of this was to happen?
Fallen out of love is exactly what I have done
Out of the k-i-s-s-i-n-g tree I have run
Of course in the back of my head I knew
Love, I do not miss you
With this relationship, I'm done!
You knew, didn't you?
But I was naive enough to let myself fall
I don’t have a hard time when I see you in the hall
Still, I can’t believe that I got over you
Hope is how I know I can do
You'd better not stay with her or,
Text her and tell her that you love her
Me without you is like a bladder without piss
Like it or not, it doesn't get better than this
You were such a bad boy
Did you never realize that I wasn't just a toy?
With this poem
Alex won't be upset
The pain has returned
An ice melting burn,
That loses your best friend
That hand they used to lend, They retreated
When they are exactly what you needed
I liked them better before,
They left for a cup of sugar next door And there was someone else
Who was the first person I told about ol' Bergen Bels.
I had to let go
Time went fast, time went slow We got too close
I'm sorry for you, I had my goodbye toast
What is friendship,
Without the jump and the flip? Time stealing
Dime dealing
Time can make a wound
And put you in your tomb
The reason why I'm about to fall
Is because I once stood tall
Just as quick and graceful as a fawn
You are gone
‘Twas all but a dream
You secretly made me beam
Even though I shuddered
And muttered
You were so patient like the paper I leak ink on
You are gone
Big sister
Now you're a big blister
That I will never fully comprehend
A message I might send
But I know I will slip away like sand
In your pretty young hands
I felt so safe
But now I feel the chafe
We had fun
What's done is done
‘Twas all but a silly nightmare
‘Twas just a tear,
In the page,
Of a script who’s fate was to drift off stage
And that was the reason why I fell
Into this well
At dark dawn
I am gone...
Filthy skin
I'm itching
To be an orphan
I'm waiting for lives to be gone
By then I'll be old
I'll be too late
I'm a failure either way
I need it badly
It's stuck on me
It has ruined me many times before
So I must go off to battle
See you long
Hidden secrecy
Private
Not stolen
My head is free unlike any words trapped on paper Memories run wild,
Fading
Should I let them slip,
Away?
I'm stuck in a lazy jail cell
I can't dig my way out in rhythm
If I could I'd still be stuck,
In an unfortunate life
I keep telling myself it's not going to happen
I already had my hopes set on fire
They're ashes of reality now
Oh reality...
Hello over there! I love writing poetry. I have a dream of becoming a writer! I hope that my poetry makes you feel like you're not in this world all alone.
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