Worse Together

the greatest attempt we made

was to mend our ways

yet we feed on our destruction

better apart, worse together...

if fate and faith had their way

and words spoken on that day

we would have sealed our peace...

A Trail

Such a trail I leave for You
Catch me if you can
Scream more and struggle to win

Alas it has come this confrontational fit
Lay down this gauntlet and watch You
Sleeplessly stray sideways...

Sure I would rain pain upon Your heart
And Crush your spine with ease
But nothing more pleasurable than planting the seed of doubt
and watch You question your own existence...

Worst enemy is within, and this is a test
relate all these words, try to match them to You
Rise Your interest and begin contesting your beliefs
Challenge and Reason with yourself...

Give it all thought and come out numb

The more you convince Yourself, the deeper the hole
The Hole which will consume
Your opinion...

Cruel Intent:

Inside of you I seek inspiration
Inside of you I meek desperation

Screams of vibrating solace
Taunt old Memories to surface

Your intentions creep Slowly
Up and through my Lowly
Haunted Heart...

Say farewells or Good riddance

Your mind was feeble when I met You
Now feeding upon emptiness without Me
Ego made me do it, good thing I wasted mine a long time ago

Comfort comes so easy when in the moment
Gigantic gaps in memory fade certainty
Now with that out of the way
I must move on, without resources
Why must I remain, when numb of self destruction

Give this three, and a last verse
A gentle bow, and simple curve of motion
Tip of the hat, signals retreat...

Dream revisited:

in the snow we leave our tracks, I chase You and You giggle
in the snow we leave our history, I submit and You squiggle
out of my embrace, higher and higher you rise out of reach
and I continue to chase, without haste

Up to the stars you float away, and step by step I step
Suddenly on top a roller coaster we sit, roller coaster is made of candy canes and wheels of life savers, with a huge blast, down we go, very slow we stop, and I turn to touch your neck to give a peck

to be continued...

scramble words

scramble words with intent of getting it across
a point that will make You see
what You left lying on the side
over, more references will soon create that one
Soon, I feel You closer every day
Ringing my brain, without reasonable consequence
only we choose to tease each other with absence...

down we spiral

down we spiral, tumble and laugh
instant happy buzz memory
down we tumble, laugh and spiral
out of control...

mixed feeling

such a mixed feeling this be
when options are open and choices
collapse upon missed opportunities

redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies
redundant loops make for frantic fantasies

confusion is what I gave You
You have no choice but to contemplate my intentions
Giving up was easy, making no sense defends

Go ahead and dismiss, pass on, and focus elsewhere
No intention of submitting to your exceptions...

random memory #173:

on a midnight drive, we park along the side of the road, as our destination is only reachable on foot. hand in hand we walk through trees and grass up to our knees. up hills and rocks and things that crack. only armed with lighters and moonlight, we finally reach the spot. lay our blankets and bodies. as we wait and wait, soon our presence is known and company soon arrives. one whistles, two whistles maybe three. enough to grab their attention. we gaze upon oceans in the sky and waves crashing with greens and blues. as quickly they come, quickly they go. enough to feed our desire and spark our fire. we lay silently in still night for we need not speak, our actions are enough...

How you Feeling?

Tell me how "You" really Feel
And I will Peel
the Layers of regret
from your Subset...

Ponder along
Wonder along
or merely tag
You are it...

Such a simple Game
it is all the same
when it comes to blame
it is all the same

Pickle...

And now that, that wrench
is thrown
And "You" fall from your throne
welcome to below
from that pillar "You" once stood...

On and On, I could go
with this one man show
But alas, the contents of my cranium default

But wait there is more


to be continued...

Try to Figure out

When Hours
Turn Sour
and Power
to Create Cease

One glance
turns my Trance
turns my Fixation
into Strangulation...

 Care not to Follow
For You may wallow
all you want, while waiting
for an explanation...

Downward

If I dive too Dark
without a Remark
will You still be...

Be the One
who shall come undone
and Collapse...

Piece by Piece
slowly I Capture
Your Rapture...

Only to Find
Your Mind
is a Torture I can not Bare
or Spare...

Random Memory: Double Trouble

Alone we sat, in my coloured room, with signatures of those who visited,
red heart shaped trophies from a high school game, taped randomly between poetry and flowers. Incense here and one over there. "where is my mind?" playing over and over on my mixed tape. Knock Knock, echoes on the downstairs side door, I hesitantly remove myself, to see who would be knocking this late. To my surprise, it is the one that should not have been, not now. While one waits up, and one questions me down. In the middle I ponder, ponder how one should handle the situation. But to my amazement, later my amusement. The one below, has come to let me know that our "situational relationship" is not operational (who actually says that?, she came to dump me). No matter, even though one would think that since we have not talked in weeks, that our "situational relationship" was indeed ended...
Right, you ask, what about the one above. Well, seems the walls in that old house are not the best of being a sound barrier. For she obviously heard our conversation. That and the look on her face when I returned. Also the fact that she threw my mixed tape at me.
So there I lay, without my "pixies", without my significant other. Only thing I have left is the memory and ammunition to write about it, so many years later...

Fair Game

Was warned, and scorned
Battled and Bruised
yet Still I Cruised

Into your Arms,
Into your Thorns,
Blindly...

Still I Stand
without Demand
Regrets...

One Last time
Just to be sure
I need no cure
Relinquish...

Your Scent

Night after Night
In hopes of Your Return
Can not remember what I have forgotten
Your Scent, brings it all Crashing back
for Lack
of better words...

Waiting for Another

On a "Bench" I sit, looking out at the river flow
something does not feel right, and I soon will know

Suddenly I feel hands upon my eyes, "Guess who?"

My answer is wrong, but to my surprise
It is a long time Friend, of unmeasurable size

In the back of my mind, I wonder where is my intended
Old Friend occupies my time, as time passes splendid
Thoughts derail my concentration, and Old Friend takes notice
For she cuts the conversation short, and I feel hapless

Hours pass, and still no sight, which gives a fright
Setting sun, soon turns to night, with street light
Alas my time is up, as I turn to go
I see a shadowy figure mow

the path of grass, across the way
the path of another
"Bench"...

The one Red head

In the early morning,
As I sit on the top step, and You stand below
Looking up at Me
I ask for you to come closer,
As that was your intention...

The look on your Face
Questions my Existence,
The smiles we exchange
Lead us only to the inevitable...

Such curls and pearls hang
as the Sun shines through
Your fiery hair
Can not help, but stare...

Strong emotions have made this memory last
Now in words, may it last forever...

Random Thoughts:

Will you shiver my Spine
And Drink my Wine
Even if it be Poison...

I will, have, and eventually Break
This Passion
And Fashion
You...

Tip Toe on my Center
Answers Bleed
Such a Mess...

This is wanting,
This is haunting,
For the need to make sense
Is optional...

Weakness

You feed upon my Weaknesses
And I allow you...

I destroy your Strengths
And you allow me...

We share and compare
Our Intentions
Are we meant to Last?

Eyes Ahead

I see
Eyes that Wonder
Hearts that Thunder
Which question Why
they Sit or Hit
the Vertex Sky...