Saturday, July 28, 2007

The Sun: The Villian

Cloudy skies and pouring rain
this isn't what I came here for
All the plans I used to have
and all the hopes
all of those I've now given up
you're not making the rain fall any softer
and the thunder is still as loud as it used to be
I figured someone like you would revel in weather like this
but I guess your fear of the sun
is much more than any of us imagined

I'm wasting breath
and wasting life
waiting for you to come to your senses
and yes, I'm giving up
perhaps I'll find someone not so afraid of the sun
whatever the sun may be
don't say I never tried
so many times I wished to be the shade
when all along I was the sun shining brighter than I knew
best of luck, to you

Saturday, July 21, 2007

The Relevance of Why

tonight is dark and damp
the rain makes everything sparkle
but the world isn't that pretty now
all this open road
and I'm just begging for a red light
everyone knows how the world spins
but no one ever told me it was this fast
there is something under my skin
I can feel it moving
but I don't know where it is
all this noise
but all I hear is silence
pretty colors bleed black and grey

the rain falls upon me
but as much as I wish
it's not washing any of this away

five hundred thousand words
and I can't seem to find a single one
to tell you why

It's cold
and I miss you
I find anger and frustration in my love for you
simply because....

I'm in love with one who does not love me back

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

The Storm

I am laying here
so quiet
I am thinking here
so brilliant
I am watching this
flash of light

There's something in the rain

Thinking hurts too much
and apathy bores me
so where's the inbetween?

I am wishing for
the thunder to shake the earth
so violent
I am hoping for
something more

There's something...

The flash lights up everything I'm trying so hard not to see
The thunder reflects the cracking of the earth beneath me
is everything falling apart?
or coming together so nicely?

The air is thick
it hits me like a brick
memories of things past
and things that refuse to happen

There's something in the air...

The sparks we make cause blinding flash
Tension builds to a deafening roar
The storm breaks....

Friday, July 6, 2007

Breaking Glass

Oh you're funny
baby you're so god damn funny
maybe you should write this all down
because your story keeps changing
you're bad at lying
but I'm not quite sure what it is you're lying about now
you lost me at your fake "I'm sorry"
you're not at all sorry love
don't worry, I've figured you out by now
you were right when you said I'm angry
it's scary how much I want to do something drastic
that balcony is looking mighty fine
in all my anger I'm surprised that it's my body I imagine falling to the hard ground below
when I could just as easily picture you
it's no secret that if it happened it wouldn't phase you one bit
I'm sure the town would be at a great loss
but I was more concerned with how you would feel
but you don't
you heartless bastard
you can admit to it forever baby
but that doesn't change how you don't care
you know you make mistakes
it doesn't make it right if you don't do anything about making some changes
speaking of becoming someone better
I'm fine with who I am
and you don't realized how insecure your words make me feel
that you wish I were someone else
that things would be so much better if I was her
too bad I'm not


and the sad thing is:
you're okay with that