I Am A Dreamer.I hate the rush of the morning breeze, that hits me in the face when I wake up.More Like This
And I hate it even more as it gives me the realisation that I'm back in the land of the none believers.
And most of all,
I hate fighting against the will to run from this reality.
Dreamers are not where they want to be, just like me:
They are peaceful in their homeland,
Eyes shut, painting with their brushes on a diamond-cut canvas
Using the imagination of their tribal hearts;
Capuring the found pieces before they're lost forever.
Where love is easy, and mistakes can be erased,
Back to the days when simple multiplication wasn't second nature.
We float in the skies of our own made-up world,
In bubbles cast creamily with cloud-dust and where graffiti is nothing but art.
And in the nocturnal night, I'm passing the boundaries in the starry sky,
And I'm hovering, wings on my heels, like Hermes, flitting by.
And here anything is possible, for belief, gives faith, and love, and need.
Here, I'm looking down at the
Heart Of PaperI love you...More Like This
i LOVE you...
i love YOU....
you type these words in desperation
clinging to the hope you won't lose me
and a scary thought occurs in your mind,
what if you already have?
I want you!
You're all I need!
You mean the world to me!
You type these words...without thinking
Your fingers must have a mind of their own
...a voice that they want to be heard....
for these words so damn meaningless...
you're in love with me...but it fades when you try have a relationship with me?
hmmmm I'm sure....
you want me more than anything...
yet you cant be with me, and you dont know why?
hmmm a likely story....
you love me...
with your whole heart....
but those words are so thin....your heart must be made of paper...
WonderingWhere have you been?More Like This
What you've been through?
Will this ever get to you?
So unaffectionate, so insecure
Was I too cryptic?
Was I too obscure?
It was the disease, its the time
It was the believe, its the time
Desperate so close
Ravenous so far away
Will it see the sky again?
Will it breathe our air again?
Cover up or spread it out,
You are right, I get it,
It's all but an imaginary lie,
It was everything in a line.
title"if you're not lookingMore Like This
for a long-term relation-
ship, let me know now,
before i fall even more in love with you."
so long agoit's been so longMore Like This
that you've been gone.
it seems so long ago,
since we last spoke.
the day we met,
feels like a decade ago.
it's been forever,
since i last saw you smile.
it's been awhile
since i last said your name,
though i thought of you everyday.
it's been so long,
that you've been gone,
and to this day i still wish
two years ago
you wouldn't have taken your life away.
The Blossom Tree.I think you'll find, thatMore Like This
In the breath of night,
He's scribbling love letters by the moonlit stream.
And she's finding them on her windowsill,
Layered with the dew of the new day at sunrise.
Throughout the hours of sunlit skies,
They're counting the droning moments in mourning -
For too many heartbeats lie inbetween their breathless kisses;
More time to miss, ache, wither.
They're running through the darkness, sure with each step
For each grass they tread brings their hearts closer to home.
The blossom tree branches welcome them with their heartfelt arms.
The petalled pillows are scented,
And they're safe together,
Shielded from the problemed world;
Which burns the hearts,
of those who have felt feeling.
Try to sicken hearts, poison with ash for blood.
To turn taste to stone.
And rich visions to air;
It's not something they choose to bear.
So they run through the grasses, garnished with sweet dew,
To the aromatic blossom tree;
Lungs be free, to breathe the uncontami
it wasn't your fault-part 1i can hear your screams,More Like This
and i can see you writhing,
punching, biting, kick-
ing, anything to
push him away. i can see
the anger in his eyes
and i can hear the
cruelty in his voice when
he laughs at you beg-
ging him to stop. i
can feel the the pain of your
skin tearing as he
forces himself in-
side you. i can see your end-
less crying and his
to stop himself. i can see
him leaving you there
to wallow in the
pain alone. i can see his
truck drive away, no
sign of help in sight.
i can feel your hatred. can
you feel my heart break-
ing for you? please don't
hurt any longer, sweetheart,
it wasn't your fault.
Tough.You know what I'm gonna do?More Like This
I'm going to scream my lungs out; that's right,
Until the fire burns more potent than ever before.
Until I can hear the mountains in the distance crack
and feel them tumble violently to the ground.
I'm going to throw my arms up in the air,
And curse every name under the sun and address it to you.
I'll run until my legs give way, and push on harder,
Until I can't go no more. Must go further.
And I won't bother to look back.
I'll rip off the leaves of the willow trees,
and the pretty wings off of butterflies
And watch them slowly bleed.
I'll smash my bones into yours,
digging my nails into your skin.
Let me hear you weep.
Legs wrapped around your waist.
You can never escape.
Hands under clothes
My mouth trailing your jaw...
Anger won't even let me resist you.