Friday, March 18, 2005

Getting out before the explosion,

The road to recovery is paved with temptation.
I know where you stand. You want to fuck and not love me.
The thing is, with each penetrating blow, I sink deeper and further.
If you're so clear on where your feelings are, then why do you look at me that way?
I can't say no. I can't say no to you because you're supposed to help me.
You said to save myself but that's not what you meant.
You wanted to take me into the dark, strip me away and teach me.
You're a hypocrit and you'll deny it[like all contradicting humans do]
and I'll yell and then you'll make me regret it.
She sees you taking me, and I pretend I don't because secretly ( I want you to. )

posted by Unknown @ 11:04 AM 0 comments

Sunday, March 06, 2005

There you are.

our tastes in music come full circle, i like them, you like them, i love them, you love them
can't you find your own? a simple moronic melodic structure you fit so well?
I lost myself for weeks, and what's terrifying is that I was content in doing so:
  • I am the Doors' biggest fan.
  • I am ex-pothead extraordinare.
  • I am always running in circles.
  • I confuse everyone of the opposite sex.
  • I feel most free when simply driving around with a cigarette and a hand out the window with loud music.

I will always be these things.

Deceit is double-edged, your questions are simply guiding my answers.

posted by Unknown @ 6:42 PM 0 comments