Your broken relationship.

Lone Guitarist

I have played this melody, thousands of times

But, I will play it once more

This time will be my very last, though

I want it to be a most joyous performance...

With my amp maxed out

I begin...

"Take this life my dearest friend

Let this suffering come to an end

I cannot stand this utter silence

I want my death to be very violent...

I do not deserve death in sleep

Or straving myself, without a morsel to eat

Stab me till I lose my head

I want the floor to be crimson red

Let me burn in this eternal hell

I want to hear myself cry and yell

Break my bones and rip my skin

Aren't you happy, you finally win"

I put down the guitar

And fall to the ground

With knife in hand

I dare not make a single sound

Right into the heart

Where the suffering had begun

I really thought you were the one...

Friendly fire in satin: The war we’ll never win

We’re locked again in mortal combat,
You hold my wrists and kiss my lips,
I’m restrained until you’re satisfied
I lie and lie, and hold your hips.

I turn a vermilion hue laced with salt tears,
But you never look down to check,
You only see the “task" at hand,
Never the pleas of this emotional wreck.

I see your mouth form a name or two
Once strange, know too well known,
But never mine, you’d be too ashamed,
You only care that the seed is sewn.

I’ll never be woman enough for you:
To covet, to want, to simply lust for,
Instead you tug and close your eyes,
Still fighting this lover's war.

I wish you would just stop and give up on me,
Than tag along and reinforce that I'm useless to you
Never will I hold in my arms again or open my heart to receive
Our child, or even you; but in truth...Its the latter I need.

all my life i have tried to please you,
you push me to my deepest,
my heart breaks at the sight of you,
the tears breach as i think of you,
my comfort fades when the sun rises and i awaken a new day in a lonely cold bed,
your arms don't hold me anymore,
your lips don't kiss me anymore,
you don't love me..
why must i still love you?

So well but so bad

She and I have chemistry
There is no denying that.
But about the first week in being back together,
She runs away from me.
Why?
Because I don't have a good car.
I'm not a daredevil.
And I'm not British.
She left me for a douche bag.
Then for another girl.
Then for a British boy who gave her a yellow flag.
I got her tons of stuff.
A bouquet of flowers.
Cute little stuffed animals.
And he got her heart with one, little,
British flower.
And in the end,
After all the hurt.
After I write another song about her.
I start to chase her again.
And she only lets me back in.
Only when she runs out of people to mooch off from.
And even after I finish this poem.
I'll chase after her again.
Because there in no one like her.
Count on that.

Unmended



I shed knives and tired growls
at the door, and seek
the warmth of your slumber.
 
Silver slivers slice throughout,
their permanence unhinging me.
Will I be pared, whittled to nothing?
 
Fervently, I will you to
shut your eyes to the earlier fray,
to see past the unmended.
 
Harbor what’s left of me, hold fast.
Pull me together in a steady clasp.
Align the pieces, all that I am.
 
Grasp my irregular wants.
Deliquesce and pour your heat
into me. Nestle me from within.
 
Meld the fractions gently, fortake
the bladed edges. Closer,
closer, beyond the steel tears.
 
Instead, you drowse on,
leaving me to break.

 
 

Those eyes
Dark eyes
Should of read between the lines
Should of known that your beauty was nothing but a disguise
All the time that we spent was just a waste of time
And I wish that the memories of you were out my mind
It's time to let you go time for my heart to say goodbye
Time for my mind to be awake
Open my eyes and realize
That I deserve a better guy
Matter fact a man whose wise
Who see's a great woman when she's right infront of his sight
One day or night I'll find the one that's right
He'll treat me like a queen
Try to give me everything
But his Love is all I'd need...

Don't

Don't make this harder then it has to be
why try to kiss me in the rain?
there is no more time to hear your plea
my love will never be the same.

Don't make this harder then it has to be
why speak of all these lies?
did she know about your love for me
while you were in between her thighs?

Don't make this harder then it has to be
why fake such long goodbyes
your just a worthless escapee
who can't even look me in the eyes.  

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