- maybe
- but why is it so negative?
- before did i write in this tone?
- where i spill out
- like a dam
- thats just about to explode?
- I dont want to blame her
- for what eating me up inside
- its my own demons i must face from the depths of within my mind
- now that im spent
- i dont want to chase after her no more
- each time i have, it seemed as if it was only a patch
- enough to last until the next big fight.
- what was up today/
- when you said those words and stormed off
- it was after we disagreed on the length of decay that pomagrante peels have
- and then you told me not to touch posion oak
- when i wanted to see if i was immune
- i did it without your permission
- does that make me the bad guy?
- you stormed off
- racing rushing through the forest
- blowing past the trees
- the teepees
- and all those behind you
- leaving me way behind
- i took it worst off
- and slowed down my pace
- to seperate you
- to your own disgrace
- maybe that is what i did wrong today
- not chase after
- the woman that loves me so much
- to not want me poisoned
- but i guess when i touched
- that plant today
- i poisoned our relationship
- that was here to stay
- and now it is rotting
- away
- away
- i am
- right now
- as i talk to you
- about days apast
- things happen to stir
- unforgotten acast
- i dunno why i messaged you tonight
- maybe it was to write out my sorrows of now
- because i am at the fork in my heart
- no one listens
- no one cares
- of my opinions my options my dream goals and asperations
- they think i am selfish
- for choosing myself over her
- for giving up nothing while she gives up everything
- well what am i hear for then?
- to just listen and be obident?
- I touched posion oak today
- i would have licked it too
- if i was mad enough
- if i only knew that you never wanted me to feel pain
- if i only knew that you never wanted me to suffer and stress
- if i only knew that you wanted to hold on to me forever
- then maybe i would have let go a little too soon ago
- okay, now im just ranting
- going through the daily feelings of the day
- shit i already bored you
- with endless lines of nonrhythmic slander sayings of sorrys
Privately Public- for all eyes to see Your's, exclusively. Dropping internal rhyme on every line cuz, AB AB makes no sense to me! Just playin'. Much Love. for alternatin' lines that intwine during the instinctual matin' time, that is most soothing and erotic to hear, the slanting sounds of sleeping, seeping into the ear. My, my, There Dear, Goodbye.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
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