Meaningless W_rds
The touch of your lips on my skin
The gaze of your blue eyes on my body
The promise of passion to come
The wetness and madness of our ardor
The caring and loving and caressing
The long walks in the forest together
The sweet words whispered languidly
None of this meant anything to you
You thought it was meaningless
Until it was too late for remorse
Now it’s meaningless to me
I no longer traipse on your path
And you’re left empty and alone.
Absence
Amazing how yesterday when I was yours
I wasn't good enough to scrub your floors.
Now that I have so many fans,
You're trying to win back my hand?
I haven't changed. My pics are still amazing.
So what could possibly be better now
That would make you say "Wow"?
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Lobotomy
People suck,
They really do.
Pretending to be anything but their true selves,
Expecting you to ooh and ahh and kowtow and such.
Feigning altruism,
Talking badly behind others’ backs
(Kind of like I’m doing now
But it’s alright because I’m not being too specific
Or naming names
Although I could.)
Anyway, where was I?
Damn tangents again.
Oh yeah, sucky people.
Now I’m even more depressed than usual,
And that’s abysmal.
Where’s that crochet hook and peroxide?
Out of the Dust and the Shadows, I Come
Trying to put a groan into words is like walking
along and hearing the sound of THE TRUMPET, but not
knowing where the sound is from, not knowing which way
to turn for the exit in the middle of a
fire. A hopelessness and helplessness overtakes you and you are
left with the base, raw emotion that pushes you to
react. You fight with everything that you have to death
or life. You run blindly, not knowing whether you are
on the way to danger or away from it. You
freeze and let evil overtake you to your utter doom.
After all is said and done, you rise, something new.
No, I didn’t say something bad or good, but Different.