You’re caught between two run away trains
She’s beautiful and volitale
And I’m just a wreck
Oh and the wreck falls for the mind!
I fall for anyone who entices my mind, sends me off spinning into an oblivion of mind fuck
Ah! And there is my answer all in one! Equally as it spills off the page as it reels in my mind
Any boy who captures my mind, in turn captures my soul, gets me wrapped entirely and lays me down into a pit of hurt
From one heart break to the next with a cracking of a new cavern of my mind in between
The shipwreck of my mind
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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I can’t put my finger on it
everything is blending together
these nights are getting harder to face
the wee morning hours thoughts eat my common sense
and pride
The only thing that tastes new is old
I’m too terrified to even mention….
I keep all these thoughts inside my head
All this change has got me cashing in
I’m only finding myself richer
fingers crossed, eyes squeezed shut
now don’t spend it all in one place
everything is blending together
these nights are getting harder to face
the wee morning hours thoughts eat my common sense
and pride
The only thing that tastes new is old
I’m too terrified to even mention….
I keep all these thoughts inside my head
All this change has got me cashing in
I’m only finding myself richer
fingers crossed, eyes squeezed shut
now don’t spend it all in one place
oh rye ann
I can’t sleep
Spots of color are starting to appear under my eyelids
As the thoughts that haunt me creep into my mind with the black that is the wee early morning hours
The color bleeds onto my pillow as I cling to the empty side of the mattress, your side, and I hope if I push myself into the dark hard enough some part of you will seep out of the hollow your body made next to where I lay,
where we laid night after night disussing our dreams and where the universe ends
Discussing the seasons according to the moon
And the brilliant colors of nebulas
The same colors that appear right behind my eyelids
Squeezing them hard enough that the colors blend to make out your figure next to me in the dark
And now, I can finally sleep
Spots of color are starting to appear under my eyelids
As the thoughts that haunt me creep into my mind with the black that is the wee early morning hours
The color bleeds onto my pillow as I cling to the empty side of the mattress, your side, and I hope if I push myself into the dark hard enough some part of you will seep out of the hollow your body made next to where I lay,
where we laid night after night disussing our dreams and where the universe ends
Discussing the seasons according to the moon
And the brilliant colors of nebulas
The same colors that appear right behind my eyelids
Squeezing them hard enough that the colors blend to make out your figure next to me in the dark
And now, I can finally sleep
Dark side of the moon
These holes my friends have dug
The craters they have filled after the bombs went off
The ripped and torn roads that his nails left in my back just looking to be traveled
Warm and full of safe fire
But fire ends where an ocean begins
I always find my ocean current tongue at high tide with you. The moon has to reciprocate some time…he can’t just pull and pull forever, can he? How many words can the current give before there is no more left?
The craters they have filled after the bombs went off
The ripped and torn roads that his nails left in my back just looking to be traveled
Warm and full of safe fire
But fire ends where an ocean begins
I always find my ocean current tongue at high tide with you. The moon has to reciprocate some time…he can’t just pull and pull forever, can he? How many words can the current give before there is no more left?
br8ve
Give time, time. Lose your emotional baggage. Be trusting but not naive. Stay grounded. Be nice to ordinary people. Be your own wo/man. Don't always act your age. Make happiness a habit. Injuries in sand, kindness in marble. Keep on keeping on. Be less critical. Say it to the face or not at all. Take only serious things seriously. BE BIGGER THAN YOUR CIRCUMSTANCE. Never sell yourself short. Fall in love and stay there. Should ->must.
Lock me up in that little wooden house
So that my soul can sink into the floorboards
And watch over you when I’m not there
Find me between matrreses and mahogany
Sparking lights fall and the hollow of the guitar sound
A resounding hum
Like my head on your chest where gravity pulls me futher into the dark
Wear my grooves thin like the records you play over and over
I don’t mind
Spinning around and round on turntables like emeralds in my mind
Taking down everything around us so the scales don’t tip
It seems too right so everything else must look wrong to compensate
So that my soul can sink into the floorboards
And watch over you when I’m not there
Find me between matrreses and mahogany
Sparking lights fall and the hollow of the guitar sound
A resounding hum
Like my head on your chest where gravity pulls me futher into the dark
Wear my grooves thin like the records you play over and over
I don’t mind
Spinning around and round on turntables like emeralds in my mind
Taking down everything around us so the scales don’t tip
It seems too right so everything else must look wrong to compensate
It seems that things never change and boys are all the same
Sunrise in the east
2008
I don’t quite understand.
You tell me I love you too much, and shy away from everything that I have to offer.
You tell me I’m too intense and I put too much into you
But after hours of fighting you do these small things that make me believe differently.
The smallest ways of standing up for me, protecting me, sheltering me
the little actions that still say “I Love You”
Actions speak louder than words
so either tie your words to bullhorns
or stop unconsciously acting out to me.
Because I see right through your stained glass words
right to the brick underneath
2008
I don’t quite understand.
You tell me I love you too much, and shy away from everything that I have to offer.
You tell me I’m too intense and I put too much into you
But after hours of fighting you do these small things that make me believe differently.
The smallest ways of standing up for me, protecting me, sheltering me
the little actions that still say “I Love You”
Actions speak louder than words
so either tie your words to bullhorns
or stop unconsciously acting out to me.
Because I see right through your stained glass words
right to the brick underneath
West Sunsets
Consider yourself lucky because you’re my new inspiration.
You push the ones who love you away so hard.
What is learning pain if you can never learn to trust
I’m guilty of hurting and disappointing you but it’s so hard to be open with you about my human mistakes when you push me away.
One day I won’t come back.
If you love me, you’ll be careful. Swallow your pride and just let me in.
You’ll knock down these walls you’ve so avidly built
You’ll show me the weak spots so I can kick the walls in
They hurt you and fuck you up but don’t you know they’ll save you?
Don’t you know you can’t do this alone
That high horse of yours will die before you do
Get down before it let’s you down too
You push the ones who love you away so hard.
What is learning pain if you can never learn to trust
I’m guilty of hurting and disappointing you but it’s so hard to be open with you about my human mistakes when you push me away.
One day I won’t come back.
If you love me, you’ll be careful. Swallow your pride and just let me in.
You’ll knock down these walls you’ve so avidly built
You’ll show me the weak spots so I can kick the walls in
They hurt you and fuck you up but don’t you know they’ll save you?
Don’t you know you can’t do this alone
That high horse of yours will die before you do
Get down before it let’s you down too
Diamonds on the left
Shattered glass looks like diamonds too.
You’re gone for weeks so
I mark you by the moon
Sink in your bed in my head
A vision of you and me
I miss you too much
Can’t put my arms around a memory
I wish you knew what it’s like to wake up next to you
Warm bodies silent breathing
You’ve made me some fool
You’re gone for weeks so
I mark you by the moon
Sink in your bed in my head
A vision of you and me
I miss you too much
Can’t put my arms around a memory
I wish you knew what it’s like to wake up next to you
Warm bodies silent breathing
You’ve made me some fool
Diesel Jeans Campaign: Be Stupid
Like balloons, we are filled with hopes and dreams
But. Over time a single sentence creeps into our lives
Dont be stupid.
Its the crusher of possibility.
Its the worlds greatest deflator.
The world is full of smart people.
Doing all kind of smart things…
Thats smart.
Well,
were with stupid.
Stupid is the relentless pursuit of a regret free life.
Smart may have the brains…
but stupid has the balls.
The smart might recognize
things for how they are.
The stupid see things for how they could be.
Smart critiques.
Stupid creates.
The fact is
if we didnt have stupid thoughts
wed have no interesting thoughts at all
Smart may have the plans…
but stupid has the stories.
Smart may have the authority
but stupid has one hell of a hangover
Its not smart to take risks…
Its stupid.
To be stupid
is to be brave
The stupid isnt afraid to fail.
The stupid know there are worse things than failure…
like not even trying.
Smart had one good idea,
and that idea was stupid.
You cant outsmart stupid.
So dont even try.
Remember
only stupid can be truly
brilliant
So,
BE STUPID
But. Over time a single sentence creeps into our lives
Dont be stupid.
Its the crusher of possibility.
Its the worlds greatest deflator.
The world is full of smart people.
Doing all kind of smart things…
Thats smart.
Well,
were with stupid.
Stupid is the relentless pursuit of a regret free life.
Smart may have the brains…
but stupid has the balls.
The smart might recognize
things for how they are.
The stupid see things for how they could be.
Smart critiques.
Stupid creates.
The fact is
if we didnt have stupid thoughts
wed have no interesting thoughts at all
Smart may have the plans…
but stupid has the stories.
Smart may have the authority
but stupid has one hell of a hangover
Its not smart to take risks…
Its stupid.
To be stupid
is to be brave
The stupid isnt afraid to fail.
The stupid know there are worse things than failure…
like not even trying.
Smart had one good idea,
and that idea was stupid.
You cant outsmart stupid.
So dont even try.
Remember
only stupid can be truly
brilliant
So,
BE STUPID
Deadly Sin
How does pride taste?
Oh wait, you wouldn’t know
Because just like virgin, you can’t swollow
Pride cannot hold your hand or keep you warm at night
Pride will not tell you it loves you
You can’t wrap your arms around pride
If pride were a man
And oh, it certainly would be,
It would be cold and bitter
But it balances out like all your gold on a scale versus my dreams
No one loves pride
No one wants to spend time with pride
God himself hates pride
Unless you wish to share success stories with the devil, I suggest you take a heaping spoonful of pride And let it slide down your throat Hot sticky and sweet
Oh wait, you wouldn’t know
Because just like virgin, you can’t swollow
Pride cannot hold your hand or keep you warm at night
Pride will not tell you it loves you
You can’t wrap your arms around pride
If pride were a man
And oh, it certainly would be,
It would be cold and bitter
But it balances out like all your gold on a scale versus my dreams
No one loves pride
No one wants to spend time with pride
God himself hates pride
Unless you wish to share success stories with the devil, I suggest you take a heaping spoonful of pride And let it slide down your throat Hot sticky and sweet
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