you know -
it only works if there's a little spark
to start my eyes smouldering under heavy lids
so what's it like?
really fast sadness
but at least the days fly by
and you'll get to a happier time faster
or at least beat 'em to the end.
22.10.09
this is what it's like
it's looking through the keyhole,
and turning the lock with a careless thought.
tripping over the first step inside,
the journey begins when there's no ground to hit,
no gravity to make you fall,
but the downward spiral happens just the same.
it's a waking nightmare
and a sleeping daydream
in which you'll dream too slow,
wake up too fast,
and remember too much
to remember it all.
and turning the lock with a careless thought.
tripping over the first step inside,
the journey begins when there's no ground to hit,
no gravity to make you fall,
but the downward spiral happens just the same.
it's a waking nightmare
and a sleeping daydream
in which you'll dream too slow,
wake up too fast,
and remember too much
to remember it all.
it's just a rush of endorphins with no human connection
shivers down my spine
skin prickled at the thought of touches
from you
cold hands down my rib cage
under my chin
across my neck
my teeth on my lips
I'm getting too good at pretending
and I'm getting sick of this substitute.
I crave the real thing
and I'll have you
the next time I snap my fingers,
you'll come running like the puppy you are
and we'll make more memories for my fantasies...
skin prickled at the thought of touches
from you
cold hands down my rib cage
under my chin
across my neck
my teeth on my lips
I'm getting too good at pretending
and I'm getting sick of this substitute.
I crave the real thing
and I'll have you
the next time I snap my fingers,
you'll come running like the puppy you are
and we'll make more memories for my fantasies...
dear wicked queen, I'd like to carve her heart out too
the mirror has become my magic mirror on the wall
and it turns out
there are fairer out there
that are worth leaving me for
and it turns out
there are fairer out there
that are worth leaving me for
17.10.09
Highschool Sweethearts
It's hard to pretend
that the memories we shared don't exist anymore.
I wish I wouldn't smile at songs we danced to,
but I do.
I wish I wouldn't cry at songs where your eyes told me how much you loved me,
but I do.
The littlest things remind me
of what we had
(of what we lost)
and sometimes, I find myself missing your laugh.
I know that I didn't turn 19 from 16,
I know those years with you were worth something,
no matter how hard you try to deny their existance.
that the memories we shared don't exist anymore.
I wish I wouldn't smile at songs we danced to,
but I do.
I wish I wouldn't cry at songs where your eyes told me how much you loved me,
but I do.
The littlest things remind me
of what we had
(of what we lost)
and sometimes, I find myself missing your laugh.
I know that I didn't turn 19 from 16,
I know those years with you were worth something,
no matter how hard you try to deny their existance.
13.10.09
lustlovelustloveinfatuationwillfadebutnotfastenough
you're the high without the dose
the rush without the smoke
and of course
the sex without the love
the rush without the smoke
and of course
the sex without the love
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