Don't think
Don't talk
Don't leave
These words are my own, from my heart flow [and often inspired by the Big Man upstairs]
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Folly
Desire
Fleshly appetite
Bouncing chemicals contained in coherency
Diffusing from brain to blood stream
Pumping endorphins, hormones:
Motivators to action
Instinctive logic surfaces:
The knack of human foresight
Heed the repercussions,
Foresee the trouble, it hisses
Stealing pleasure and
Instilling conviction
Passion and reason wrestle,
Tangled
Grey
But I say,
Leave wisdom by the wayside.
Folly isn’t for the foolish
Impulses are destiny by inspiration
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Baby, Don't Hurt Me
What is love?
Baby, don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me, no more.
The scars of your love
Remind me of us
They keep me thinking that
We could of had it all
Love is so much less practical than people make it out to be.
You can't choose not to fall in love with the guy that's leaving for Iraq because he won't be around for your kids.
You can't choose to not fall in love because you're leaving in a year and long distance is just too hard.
It bothers me that people live their lives thinking that, as if they are in control of their feelings, in control of who they'll fall far and under what circumstances.
Love is so reckless, so unexpected and consuming. So invasive, uncontrollable and just plain unpractical.
Baby, don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me, no more.
The scars of your love
Remind me of us
They keep me thinking that
We could of had it all
Love is so much less practical than people make it out to be.
You can't choose not to fall in love with the guy that's leaving for Iraq because he won't be around for your kids.
You can't choose to not fall in love because you're leaving in a year and long distance is just too hard.
It bothers me that people live their lives thinking that, as if they are in control of their feelings, in control of who they'll fall far and under what circumstances.
Love is so reckless, so unexpected and consuming. So invasive, uncontrollable and just plain unpractical.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Our Pitfall
I'm strong, you're strong
I'm strong, you're weak
I'm weak, you're strong
I'm weak, you're weak
Pitfall
I'm strong, you're weak
I'm weak, you're strong
I'm weak, you're weak
Pitfall
What d'ya gotta say?
Words with grit
That scratch off the outer layer of your skin
Stinging as the rawness glistens with a
Sleek layer of blood and water
Words that stick to your bones
And leave you feeling satisfied as they pass
From top to bottom,
Gripping, sticking on the way through
Words with bite
That don't collapse under the pressure of your teeth
But require you to chomp and mow
And tear and chew to digest the meaning
Words with a pulse
That feed off the reader's vibes
And leap off the page and into your lungs
Breathing life
Words with feeling
That inspire goosebumps, spine tingles,
Butterflies, lightheadedness,
Motion sickness, envy or maybe just
Action
That scratch off the outer layer of your skin
Stinging as the rawness glistens with a
Sleek layer of blood and water
Words that stick to your bones
And leave you feeling satisfied as they pass
From top to bottom,
Gripping, sticking on the way through
Words with bite
That don't collapse under the pressure of your teeth
But require you to chomp and mow
And tear and chew to digest the meaning
Words with a pulse
That feed off the reader's vibes
And leap off the page and into your lungs
Breathing life
Words with feeling
That inspire goosebumps, spine tingles,
Butterflies, lightheadedness,
Motion sickness, envy or maybe just
Action
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