Thursday, September 25, 2008

Words Lost In Thoughts

The words floating in this air between us lost their meaning hours ago.
I'm too tired to care enough to lie to you.
If it was still all about you I would just let you be
but my soul is tired from bleeding.

Anemic and empty it just wants to sleep.
Fall into Your arms and find rest.

Sometimes it helps for people to be honest.
Let the bad air be let out,
the honest truth happy endings are on movies.
Celluloid lullabies we whisper,
clutching to whatever idols we built.
It's not a sin to be optimistic
but false hope is a worse despair when it is ripped
and torn from your bleeding hands.

Being slave to the addiction of life,
the fragrance of sin
and the biting taste of its liquor.
This drug setting my veins on fire,
burning inside my soul as I beg to scream
through this bound lips.

Trite as this all may sound it is my life,
not yours and nothing I asked for.
Something more then what the dead have.
It's all I got and it shouldn't be wasted.

Radiohead - Creep

Cell phone text messaging is honestly one of the most obnoxious and among the stupidest modern inventions of man. That alone would be enough to cause me to wish for any earlier apocalypse but the only thing worse than this annoying technology are those who insist on partaking in it and will not be silent about it.

If I had to choose between a nuclear apocalypse or dealing with someone text messaging me you had better believe I would take the nuclear apocalypse, hands down.

At least that way the freaking cell towers will be down.
I am simply just everyone's fool.
I can smile and I can dance,
I can writing and wax poetically
and I can wear a smile.

That is enough to make them happy
but few look to see inside me.
That I do not enjoy the games and tire of the wasted life.

If you would dare to venture forth from thy house
and take a look dear lady
then you might see something different.
A horror show of ultra violence,
a shocking sight of human depravity.
You speak of experience but you fool only yourself.

If nothing else you almost make me laugh.
How pitiful, how sad.
God help you because I sure as Hell won't.