karma set me off in sparks
a walk through the dark
no one knows why
she told me convincing
conviction
to stay alive
some girls,
can't take their own advice
I'm stuck in a place
where everything is gray
cat eyes swell and take over your face
screaming un-syllabically
makes me want to
raise a blade
to my face
and trace down to yesterday
dragging notes like my arms
were something beautiful,
meaningful like a briefcase,
instead its just a brief case, a quick smile
brief case of the ivy days
white line, drawn across my eyes
a spinning room
and come to terms
when no one waits their turn
she comes at night, stands burn
little breaths that hurt my neck
I wanted it to end,
but now I just pretend
everything is set for a better way,
but nothing seems to change
and nothing goes my way
and when I wanted tomorrow to come
I was dragged back into yesterday
and when I wanted change,
they gave an i.o.u,
an "I-L-U," but not this time
shoot up all the shit,
whisper the ways
of what we could stay
alone in your complex
nothings ever easy,
nothing just came easy
and I'm sorry,
believing a charm off a gypsy
is worth dying for
well its not.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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