Wait.
Wait.
Wait for me, and my purity.
I have changed, cant you see?
Your insane.
Show me chaos, I want a thrill.
My teeth hit your teeth.
normal, I know.
My sickness is yours.
Your sickness is his.
whore.
but who am I to speak?
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Turning Point
This is turning into a love letter
Days and days of passion
Breath.
Breath.
Emotion that has layers.
Unheard of.
Right?
Again, and again.
How can I turn this down?
Take me in.
Love me.
Please.
but who am I to speak?
Days and days of passion
Breath.
Breath.
Emotion that has layers.
Unheard of.
Right?
Again, and again.
How can I turn this down?
Take me in.
Love me.
Please.
but who am I to speak?
Friday, February 12, 2010
Reactions.
Distractions.
I view you you differently in a daze
Someone I cant explain
Deformed in the most gorgeous way
Let me dream
Let me daze
This is meant for you
I am meant for you
Read this with hope...
I love you
I barley know you
I love you
but who am I to speak?
I view you you differently in a daze
Someone I cant explain
Deformed in the most gorgeous way
Let me dream
Let me daze
This is meant for you
I am meant for you
Read this with hope...
I love you
I barley know you
I love you
but who am I to speak?
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Chase Me.
I should sail away.
It sounds nice doesnt it?
Not actually sailing away, but the phrase " I should sail away".
I dont know what to make of that, its expressing so many emotions.
I may sound crazy, yes?
Just look at it as me saying, " I feel like I could find passion in this
society by being away from it"
In other words, is this hell a wanted home?
A place that seems so horrible then when we escape, we're empty.
but who am I to speak?
It sounds nice doesnt it?
Not actually sailing away, but the phrase " I should sail away".
I dont know what to make of that, its expressing so many emotions.
I may sound crazy, yes?
Just look at it as me saying, " I feel like I could find passion in this
society by being away from it"
In other words, is this hell a wanted home?
A place that seems so horrible then when we escape, we're empty.
but who am I to speak?
Friday, February 5, 2010
I can be.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Love To Be, Yes Most Certainly
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Family Values
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
dry cut.
Lust.
What is this life you speak of?
Give me a reason to love.
Give me a reason for the lost.
Not for me, but them.
for them.
for them.
This is love.
This is lost.
Turn this into dirty, shady, wrong.
no, I am pure.
but who am i to speak?
What is this life you speak of?
Give me a reason to love.
Give me a reason for the lost.
Not for me, but them.
for them.
for them.
This is love.
This is lost.
Turn this into dirty, shady, wrong.
no, I am pure.
but who am i to speak?
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