She's on my mind.
Girl. Friend.
I pretend to be okay
So you are okay
With being okay with me
I apologize to you
For believing that our nothing
Was a something
If caring is cliche
And heartache is passe
Then I'm old-fashioned
When you say you miss me
I wish you meant
You miss being with me
But a hug that's a little too long
And a gaze that's a little too strong
Solidify a half-way friendship
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Home
There are romances, and then there is true love. I've found that love in my best friends.
Home
There is something comforting about knowing I don't fit in
At a place where no one was meant to stay very long
And the binds that hold my heartstings here
Will never break with the reality of distance
I will always have a couch or embrace to call home
The discomfort of me in my skin
And the comfort of me in your bed
Make everything okay
You believe when you shouldn't
And you stay when the world retreats
You will always have a couch or embrace to call home
And the world will not fail you
Because I won't let it
Thank you for teaching me
The true meaning of love
Home
There is something comforting about knowing I don't fit in
At a place where no one was meant to stay very long
And the binds that hold my heartstings here
Will never break with the reality of distance
I will always have a couch or embrace to call home
The discomfort of me in my skin
And the comfort of me in your bed
Make everything okay
You believe when you shouldn't
And you stay when the world retreats
You will always have a couch or embrace to call home
And the world will not fail you
Because I won't let it
Thank you for teaching me
The true meaning of love
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunlight
Fantasy in practical terms.
Sunlight
The moon told the sun it was too bright
So that star shined a little less
And the planets mourned the birth of mediocrity
For the sun was content to dull its warmth
Just to please the ego of a very full moon
Sunlight
The moon told the sun it was too bright
So that star shined a little less
And the planets mourned the birth of mediocrity
For the sun was content to dull its warmth
Just to please the ego of a very full moon
Dependence Day
Dependence Day
The day my independence died was the day my disaster was born
The female touch became my lifeline to the world
And the breath of adventure deflated, replaced by the respirator of commitment
I need a transplant of the human touch to revive my spirit
Patience is a virtue that escaped with my reason
And the need for companionship trapped me in purgatory
There is no completion to an infinite void
There is no me without you
Whoever you are
The day my independence died was the day my disaster was born
The female touch became my lifeline to the world
And the breath of adventure deflated, replaced by the respirator of commitment
I need a transplant of the human touch to revive my spirit
Patience is a virtue that escaped with my reason
And the need for companionship trapped me in purgatory
There is no completion to an infinite void
There is no me without you
Whoever you are
Running
Running
Knowing you still love him
Somehow makes it easier to know
You won't ever love me
Chasing you in consciousness
As you chase him in your thoughts
Still leaves me in last place
Consolation prizes never hurt so bad
Knowing you still love him
Somehow makes it easier to know
You won't ever love me
Chasing you in consciousness
As you chase him in your thoughts
Still leaves me in last place
Consolation prizes never hurt so bad
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Higher education
Powerpoint lectures...over it.
Higher Education
What if college is making me dumber
I don't want to be the status quo
Trying to sit in a chair for hours
Doesn't make me better
Regurgitation is for sickness...not learning
Higher Education
What if college is making me dumber
I don't want to be the status quo
Trying to sit in a chair for hours
Doesn't make me better
Regurgitation is for sickness...not learning
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
The Walk Home
You win some and you lose some. I lost this one.
The Walk Home
Your eyes wrinkle when you laugh
And something inside of me awakens
Because strangers shouldn’t feel so familiar
And admiration shouldn’t be adoration
Walk with me a little longer
Something about you inspires me
I need to be better because I met you
I won’t tell the stars that your eyes took their sparkle
A mile became an inch because this walk can’t end
And then you tell me she is waiting for you
And the miracle that was destiny fades away
The Walk Home
Your eyes wrinkle when you laugh
And something inside of me awakens
Because strangers shouldn’t feel so familiar
And admiration shouldn’t be adoration
Walk with me a little longer
Something about you inspires me
I need to be better because I met you
I won’t tell the stars that your eyes took their sparkle
A mile became an inch because this walk can’t end
And then you tell me she is waiting for you
And the miracle that was destiny fades away
Awake
Awake
Insomnia is a brave condition
The silence of the night reveals secrets
Nightmares in slumber end
Nightmares of life continue
Insomnia is a brave condition
The silence of the night reveals secrets
Nightmares in slumber end
Nightmares of life continue
The Mirror
My worst nightmare is coming true.
The Mirror
I never thought my reflection would be a 50-something man
No sense of commitment and no responsibility
A man with all of the potential but no fulfillment
No conscience and no apologies
A man with all of the answers but no solutions
No faith and no reason to believe
A man with all of the chances but no victories
I never thought my reflection would be a 50-something man
Forgive me father
For I am you
The Mirror
I never thought my reflection would be a 50-something man
No sense of commitment and no responsibility
A man with all of the potential but no fulfillment
No conscience and no apologies
A man with all of the answers but no solutions
No faith and no reason to believe
A man with all of the chances but no victories
I never thought my reflection would be a 50-something man
Forgive me father
For I am you
Monday, October 19, 2009
Untitled
She is everything but can never be enough.
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I hate your smile
It reminds me how much I make you cry
You meant more to me then
But most to me now
Because I won't leave that smile
And when I have the courage to go
You smile through your tears
And the hatred of your smile becomes home
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I hate your smile
It reminds me how much I make you cry
You meant more to me then
But most to me now
Because I won't leave that smile
And when I have the courage to go
You smile through your tears
And the hatred of your smile becomes home
Lions
I hate women. But love them more. So I wrote this.
Lions
I don't think lions always want to kill
Maybe they just love the thrill of the chase
Maybe they enjoy the beauty of their prey
Maybe that beauty is their true obsession
I don't think women always want to run
Maybe they just love the thrill of the chase
Maybe I enjoy the beauty in my disappointment
Maybe that rejection is my true obsession
Lions
I don't think lions always want to kill
Maybe they just love the thrill of the chase
Maybe they enjoy the beauty of their prey
Maybe that beauty is their true obsession
I don't think women always want to run
Maybe they just love the thrill of the chase
Maybe I enjoy the beauty in my disappointment
Maybe that rejection is my true obsession
Commitment
Sometimes the nicest things make me uncomfortable...
Commitment
When you call me pet names
I wish I were a stray
So I could run away from you
Commitment
When you call me pet names
I wish I were a stray
So I could run away from you
Life
Life
I've seen what death does to the living
And what living does to the living
I'm not sure which one's worse
I've seen what death does to the living
And what living does to the living
I'm not sure which one's worse
Thought
I had this thought in class. It made me chuckle.
Thought
"There is a kid in here who has an Indiana Jones t-shirt on. And his hat looks like Indiana Jones too. Wonder if he did that on purpose."
Thought
"There is a kid in here who has an Indiana Jones t-shirt on. And his hat looks like Indiana Jones too. Wonder if he did that on purpose."
100
I wrote this poem because she will never leave my head. She taught me lessons about love. Not everyone wants it...lesson learned.
100
You don't get 100 points for hitting my bulls eye.
Because you didn't pay to play in the first place.
You cut the line to win my heart.
And she couldn't get her spot back.
Don't shoot your rubber arrow.
Jokes of love sting twice as hard.
100
You don't get 100 points for hitting my bulls eye.
Because you didn't pay to play in the first place.
You cut the line to win my heart.
And she couldn't get her spot back.
Don't shoot your rubber arrow.
Jokes of love sting twice as hard.
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