A girl of her own dreams
A girl of her own dreams
She was living a random life
But her virtues and grits made it s special delight
All the desires of her emotions
All the feelings of her devotion
were building a castle of hopes
Someday , she ll be free from .........
The shackles of envy,
The blindness of deception
The crippled soul of hate and jealous
Then a new life of emotions will sprout out from the oceans of desires
That day she ll call herself
“A girl of her own desire”
Butterflies
Suddenly your mouth is not enough. And the moment that hits me, I become desperate. I yearn to eat you up. I yearn to destroy you. My left hand curls around your neck as my right reaches down your throat. My fingers close on beating, struggling mass. And as I pull your heart out past your teeth, my own grows all but insatiable. Yet still yours beats. Mouth watering, belly growling. My fingers, wet with blood, daintily drop the entirety into my gluttonous mouth. A rhythmic pulse crawling down my esophagus. And I know I’ve made a mistake as it scorches the fleshy pink of my throat. It hits my stomach with a dull throb. And as it lands it bursts into legion. A myriad of you crawling around the unsatisfied pit of me. And the nausea hits all at once. It is infinite. I can feel them growing inside of me. I can feel their wings. They tickle my stomach lining, whispering your name. I tear my hands across my rib cage. Scratching and clawing. Longing to pull you from me. But the wings still flutter. A light and foreign ripple grazing my veins. I jam my fingers down my throat, still raw from your slow descent inside of me. Vomiting, the only relief I can imagine. And the sickly creatures rush out in a bloody torrent. Small and wet. Sticky crimson and bile ceasing their poisonous flight.
A Heatwave, A Flood
The craving between my legs is spiteful. It crashes through me with no regard. A hurricane in my heart that is only aching for calm. Raging waves of blood rushing through my veins like liquid fever. And the heat is unbearable. So my heart gives in to the cataclysm. And the exploding tide pulls me under.
Collision
Raindrops smack the windsheild as we zip along the highway
sunflower seed shells
scattered to the floorboard
hands at ten and two
until you start to text
like a raindrop
we smack into an eighteen wheeler
collision
tosses us into the air
when i hit the ground
pain shoots through me
i roll down the steep hill
bones crunching
and lay
paralyzed
among the fallen leaves
there is a deafining explosion
one small firework
and you are gone.
Call Off the Search
Don't confuse the kisses, the I miss you
need you this minute kinda signals
Some girls just need that kind of attention
Don't give in every time, brace for the
change, bend, reversal of prior promises
at the drop of hat in a wind storm kind
I use to wanna marry but now I think
I could be very happy on my own
I need another drop dead beauty that
doesn't turn my heart to stone
Are they there, draw a map
I've heard stories, I've seen graphs
Do I jump a plane or steal a boat
Already been or will I go?
I've been high and I've been Low
Tell me if there's hope or should I
break off the search call in the dogs
of love and war
There was a time I thought I was the
broken one, I shoulda been born in
another age from a different stock
better genes without the family
issues, but thats not it true loves
just not the only glue you need
To make infatuation and responsibilities
Bloom take root and become something deep
I use to want to marry but now I think
I could be very happy on my own
I need another drop dead beauty that
doesn't turn my heart to stone
Are they there, draw a map
I've heard stories, I've seen graphs
Do I jump a plane or steal a boat
Already been or will I go?
I've been high and I've been Low
Tell me if there's hope or should I
call off the dogs break off the search
Now I know It's not my fault just my
lack of transportation, I thinks it's time
I break free 0 to 60
Retrace steps, track down old
haunts and make new friends
Are they there, draw a map
I've heard stories, I've seen graphs
Do I jump a plane or steal a boat
Already been or will I go?
I've been high and I've been Low
Tell me if there's hope or should I
break off the search call in the dogs
of love and war
Gracefully
Sometimes the sadness I'm trying to escape
Catches up, trips me up; leaves me without my cape
Tricks me from all the things that make me great
My addictions are abusive wordplay
To make me think I'm less than the crown I should take
Not a king or human being, a dying star; maybe before I break
I'll find my way, graze the sky than fall gracefully
I've been struggling faithfully
Waiting patiently for my demons to fall asleep
So I can creep out of these sheets and do some good
Lift my foot; let it go or hit the brakes and take it slow
Repeat till I'm far from home, looking back I never belonged
Only as tough as my weakest moments, wish I was strong
Some would agree others say I am wrong; could carry the world?
Barely carry blood in my veins much less the strain love incurs
I'm always sicker than the cure, bathe myself in whiskey and let it burn
Can money really buy what I can't afford?
Or will I always be a few dollars short of something more
Inches or miles from paradise's shore
Either way the tide carries me far from her
Harder on me than you could ever be
Blame myself for the devils burning
I've been returning from lessons learned
Thumbing through pages I never thought I'd turn
Thankful that I got the chance, hate the dance was fast
Reaching for straws coming up with shorter grasp
Time's sand slipping through my hands like ninja acrobats
Always felt more like an alien in the midst of an awkward crash
Skid into death, engine spitting flames; lungs full of ash
It was a bash, did me in till I was flat on my ass
I was an eighties baby, nineties crazy, it caught up fast
Now I'm only as good as the last time I didn't lash out
Shouting obscenities, bleeding from wounds I gashed out
Planned out my next move in solitaire God is playing chess
And check mate is coming up quick so now my best bet
Flip the board, ride the storm, I'm pretty use to it
They should name hurricanes for the way I act
Jump the tracks to prove my train has a chance
Watch these bridges burn like a pyromaniac
Ace up sleeve; mine is red the deck is black
I was never good at keeping up a bluff
If love took my hand I'd cheat myself from it's embrace
Sometimes the sadness I'm trying to escape
Catches up, trips me up; leaves me without my cape
Tricks me from all the things that make me great
My addictions are abusive wordplay
To make me think I'm less than the crown I should take
Not a king or human being, a dying star; maybe before I break
I'll find my way, graze the sky than fall gracefully
I know the way traced it out painfully
Back roads are my back hand, knuckles bumblebees
Beat myself up I feel every sting
Even wear School of Hard knocks graduation ring
As I swing, I would bleed every drop if I thought it would change
I'm to blame, I'm insane, gotta get high to fly this plane
Tend to swerve when I should remain straight
Wake and bake for my mistakes, pray God forgives me for being away
Wish life was a sitcom, drama always followed by the answer
Maybe if I was a better dancer or my drummer more a slasher
Does anyone really have it together?
Followed the letters did the math still came up short when it mattered
Now it's fuck the jump if I always splatter
Rearrange my matter, chatter my DNA into a stronger disaster
Sometimes the sadness I'm trying to escape
Catches up, trips me up; leaves me without my cape
Tricks me from all the things that make me great
My addictions are abusive wordplay
To make me think I'm less than the crown I should take
Not a king or human being, a dying star; maybe before I break
I'll find my way, graze the sky than fall gracefully