Month: July 2017

well if i can find you
could you find me again
i’ve been hypnotized
believing my hearts in my hand
you’ve been walking around
wondering about me
but the truth of the matter
is there isn’t anything to see

well if i called out your name
would you remember
the cold nights we spent together
in the winter last december
those frigid bones of yours
kept you shaking
as i hovered above you
letting go of my fears
well the last thing you and i remember
was the crystallization of your tears

but hey, we’ve got it now
no more mistakes between us
the last straw has been pulled
leftover lust and light bulbs
have blown out
the caskets of our old lovers
have fallen into the river
they drowned out the month
if we hurry up
we can make it
if you listen to me
i can show you how
to catch the sound

well i could show you
what’s in my hand
i don’t keep anything
on my sleeves
anymore

if i can trust you
to take a stand
to be against them
on my side
forever

but what do we do now
people without a land
do we conquer them
or do we give in
surrender

well i’ll fall in
listen to command
the bitter parts
of my heart
unraveled

but the hope i hide away, is for you

the shallow beat
the hard rhythm
the only way to cure a broken heart

if i let you take a peek
inside my cavity
will you be able to discern
the good parts from the bad
or rip them all out with your hands

it’s not what i want that bothers me
because there’s not much i deserve
if i could heal immediately
i’d take back the harsh words
that put me here in the first place

the remedy of my tragedy
is the same story as the last
cut up and bruised, hanging onto the past

i wonder if her ghost white hair
can sense every time that i stare
her pale white skin glistens
under moon beams, but burns
under the sun

i don’t think she knows me
not that i’m a popular guy
but i like to think i’m liked
even though i come off as timid or shy
among others

she’s never got a smile on her face
but i don’t really blame her
if i was that beautiful
i’d save my toothy charm
for those that deserve it

always on the phone
whenever i walk by
it’s part of her job
keeping you connected
all the time

sometimes we match
but not on purpose
black everything
even on a sunny day
but she doesn’t look my way

i’m starting to think
this girl will be out of my reach
unless of course
i get some courage
to blurt out some speech

“why yes the weather is quite frightful,
do you want to go to the beach?”
to which she’ll look at me queerly
without a response she’ll turn away
this ghostly woman i admire

if only i could get her name right