Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Ode to The Oregano Bush

It would take too long to write down
All the reasons I love her,
So here is a shortened version,
Because I’m not a very good writer:

She smokes as much as I do,
Despite her health issues,
She finishes my beverages
She finishes my food
And when she burps it is adorable, not rude.
She waits patiently as I slowly count my cards,
And calls for take out, because she knows I find it hard.

She lets me borrow her inhaler,
Her pajamas
And her toothbrush
Not to mention fixing my computer.

She does my laundry and my dishes
She thinks I’m beautiful
In bed she always grants my wishes
In bed she is beautiful.

She is my soul mate,
This I know for sure.
I know it like I’ve never known anything before.

Listing her qualities doesn’t even come close
To how I actually feel about her.
Love is something you just know,
And this is it for sure.

Though she is amazing
And makes me smile all the time,
The best part about her
Is that she is mine.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

summer

my eyes are deserts
blinded by a light
brighter than the sun.

in the shapeless night
they have no purpose,
and do not exist within me.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Beautiful Sad Girl

beautiful sad girl
the stars were calling to you that night,
the sand felt cool between our toes
and the air carried our voices
into the sea
you kept me warm for just a moment,
but the feeling will stay for eternity.

CHORUS:
{it just isnt enough to be your friend,
but i'll take what i can get
because i have this need to know you better;
and you don't know me yet.}

I imagine the skin beneath your clothes,
and it makes me smile and shake,
just waking up next to you would be enough.
it would be more then i could take.

i bet you look beautiful in the morning,
and i bet you'd smile and say
"why the hell did you wake me up?!"
and i would say "you look beautiful today,"
go back to sleep lady.

CHORUS

you don't know what i'd do to be with you,
but i cant change the past
i really hope you're happy together
and that his love for you will last

and don't cry if he hurts you
'cuz he's not worth the tears
and don't cry when you hurt me
'cuz i'm not either

CHORUS

Thursday, March 02, 2006

draw the eyes blank

my eyes are deserts
blinded by a light
brighter than the sun.

in the shapeless night
they have no purpose,
and do not exist within me.

i cannot see,
because i do not know
what lays ahead.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Pink, Black (more like rambling really)

I wanted to time it perfectly.
I'll wear the old ones tonight
So that the new ones will be clean
When and if someone actually sees them,
Because tomorrow night might be different.
But I guess that doesn't matter,
Because the people who will sleep with me
Don't give a shit what my underwear looks like,
Nor do I care what they think.
But the people who I want to wear cute underwear for-
Those who I want to sleep with-
Don't want to sleep with me at all.

two parts of the same hole

I)
I complain about my life,
About how i don't have anybody
And I look in the mirror at my scars,
And pick at my scabs,
And I think;
Who could ever want this?

II)
I don't feel like myself.
I can't see straight
And I like it.
And nausea comes in waves
And between them I'm ok
And I forget about it all;
About her, about them,
And I can write then.

Monday, January 16, 2006

insomniac's dream

"And I miss your laugh, your smile"
And your lips
And I want to kiss you
Like we used to
And hold you
Like we used to
And we can lay in bed
We don't even have to be naked
And I'll put my arm around you
And you can lay your head on my shoulder
And put your arm on my chest
And we can just be together
Like we used to.

Friday, January 13, 2006

wrote this after coming back from a night of drinking. i dont actually remember what i wrote so this will be interesting...

Once again my perception has changed,
Because it doesn't fucking matter
One fucking bit
And my makeup is everywhere
And I dont care
And I have to charge my phone
But who wants to talk to me anyway?
NOBODY.
That's it!
You're the reason I feel.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

It was a dull, gray morning
And I could hardly stand
As I washed last night's indiscretions
Off of my hands.
I looked up at where the mirror
Was supposed to be,
But all I saw was a blank wall
Staring back at me.
I can smell someone elses scent all over me,
Or is that now what i smell like?
Have I really changed this much in one night?