False Hope, Then Hope Falls...swiftly,like when an eye winksand abruptlythe heart sinkspain prickslike million thorns,jealousy wakesself scorns...of ifs and whysof doubts and crysthat boils the bloodthat brings such grudgewould end in misery?pulled by gravitywish as if deaddeep down the gravethat's how hope fallswhen hopes are all false
I Am Your Nude Paintingduring your permoblack nightswhen color-blindness embraces your heartand your permogray emotionscontrol your left-hand brush strokesas your permowhite staresmelt down the wooden easelleaving just the bare shadowof my candid nakednessas my ebony crown flowssmoothly as the sea waves in the morningand as my sapphire eyes glowbrightly as the nights in Vegaswith my moist lips drivinga sensual winding roadmy temple sways with the melodyof the gush of your artsy bloodand I stand on the tips of my toesas I raise my arms to flyI feel feathery, I want to be blown upbut I can't help but sensethat my toes and my hands are nailedto the pores of your canvasI am framed and hungin the museum of your nameyou are a god, you are worshipedI am in love, I am jealouswith my GEMINIthat one who posed behind the easelas you nailed my toes and my handsto the pores of your dead canvas.
"I Swear"Men, like the fingers on my left hand I had five of them spare the five on my rightit would be the sameHim, like the thumb, he's quite far from the others I look up to him because his music gives him wingsI thought he was the oneand him, like the forefinger, he always points ahead I look forward to him because his skills rob him awayI thought he was the oneanother him, like the middlefinger,
eLove Youwith a push of a buttonand a click of the mousefrom my screen to yoursI am sending my lovewith a cyber kissand a code for a hug
Pangungulilalulan ng aircon bus subalit maalinsangannakasandal sa kutson ngunit ramdam ang latay sa katawannakaiPod pero bingi ang pakiramdamnagtitext sa cellphone ngunit bagot din namandumungaw sa bintana kinuha ang digicaminiumang sa target subject subalit nanamlay langbakit kahit ano gawin... nanunuot sa kalamnanbakit kahit ano isipin... puso ay sinusutsutanearly na pumapasok sa work nago-OT pa para maging busy langlahat ng nagpapaalala sa kanya puro iniiwasanngunit sadyang nagsusumiksik
Death Of An Emomy bedroom is my coffin sprayed with sweet formalinI lay still with my bloodshot eyes openas my chaotic mind is wondrin'I think I need some nicotine to kiss the smoke as it spells your nameI think I need some wine or caffeine to taste your heat when we're fuckin'I think I need some cocaine to get away from all burdenI think I have to lick that bloodstain &
March 12sori,di ko naramdamanna bertdey mo30th,ang pinakamalungkot...sori,di ko naunawaanwala akong alamkaya wala akong karapatanna turuan kasori,di ko napansinnasaktan kita...naisip ko langng umalis ka.pwede ba magpaliwanag?malungkot din ako'kala mo'andyan ka kasiat 'andito akokaya lingid lahat'gang 'kala na langpero ang totoopareho lang tayomag-isasawinagdadalamhatinagpapariwaranawawalan ng direksyonkung sana...magkruslandas natinmakikita ko,makikita mopareho lang tayomay luhang tinatago.
Wet DreamsLast night I dreamed...of you,smiling sweetlyas if you never made me cryI stared at your lipsI remembered how our teeth clankedthe first time we kissedI heard myself giggle.then you spokeas if we're in good termsI felt your warm breatheI remembered how you dirty-talkedwhile you tickled my earI felt stiffwhile you embrace meas if you never hurt meI sensed the longing on your skinI remembered that daywe lost ourselvesI miss you baby...I felt so cold insideI was awakenI peeped out of the window,it's rainingI felt colder,then I realizedI am crying...just like all the nightsI hear myself say"I MISS YOU BABY"that I can't help but wishto have even just a dream of you...
Love OverdosageYou gave me everythingso that I'll learn to return them back to youI received nothingYou made me a possessionso that I'll know to whom I belonguntil you forgot that I am also mineYou studied what I really amand you realized I am not like youso that you needed to mold me into your likenessYou loved me too muchuntil we both drownedas we lost ourselvesbecause now what you see in you is meand you started to think that you are meso that you won't understandbecause you spent all your timetrying to make me understand youuntil you forgot that you should have understood yourself firststill I know, you won't listen to mebecause you spent all your timetrying to make me listen to youuntil you forgot that you should have listened to yourself firstnow you say that I don't love youbecause you think that you already lost mebut you never thought that what's left in you is mebecause you long lost yourselfand it kills me...you just don't understandwhy of all people, it is you w
Promise MeI lie among cool sheetsin a dim afternoonlistening to rainfall, the soundsit makes tappingat the windows,dripping fromthe eaves,and I rememberanother afternoonwhen you lay herewith me in thequiet of eveningand whisperedpromises inmy hair asday slid intonight promises,though unkept,still beautiful inthe making.
i tried to writei tried to writeyou a love poemtodaybut the wordswouldntlistenthey slidfrom the paperlike bricksfallingnaturally intowalls thatkeep mefromyou
deconstructionat the nexus where my unhappiness intersects with your needwe implodetwo crumbling structures that fall into each otherour dustsifting together - a chemical conflagration in which willinglywe burn
For These Things I AmFor all the things I couldn't do,For all my plans that fell through,For the lies I told in lieu of truth,I am sorrowful.For all your tomorrows that wouldn't come,For all my wrongs in their awful sum,For the words I used that made you glum,I am regretful.For all the smiles you put on my face,For all your beauty and all your grace,For the warmth you gave in each embrace,I am joyful.
-Love-For when you touch me,I forget.For when you're near me,all I want is you.The tears that come from my eyes are true,my love is nothing more than just you.No lies, no deceit, no selfish want,Just you and you alone.Can't you see?I would die for you.I would love only you.Forever and ever,only you.Please.Never leave me.Never break my heart.The heart that beats within my bosom,warm and eagerly awaiting your touch,your caress,Your lips that leave a burning mark upon mine,the way your fingertips glide eagerly over my skin and send tingles down my spine.For your love is all I want,the greatest pleasure is not when you kiss me,the greatest pleasure is when you smile,for that's when I know you're happy with me.And your happiness over joys me and fills me with joy,endless joy that I can bathe in.A sea of love.Tranquil, peaceful, passionate love.Come inside and feel safe,safe within the home that I offer you,the home which offers nothing more than love and endless
HurtCan you ever believethat I could look you in the eye,when you've hurt her so badand made her cry so many times.Did you expect open arms?Or a welcoming smile?When I know you've tortured her,despite her denials.She's regained her laugh,and the spring in her step.And now you've come backjust to hurt her again.
Bones.We are made of smoke tonight.We are made of deep pits of longing in our stomachsand years of waiting dancing across our eyelids.The earth does not exist tonight,and there is no rust beneath my finger nails,no glass between your teeth.There is only you and I on the edges of town,where the dandelions fell and the fire swallowers hid.Our footsteps in the grass creak like breaking bonesuntil the drill bit stars are sobbing our names."You'll live forever," you whisper, breath hot on my cheek,but my heart beat fast until my chest caved in.Forever can't exist if we haven't lived at all.We fall from the ferris wheels sunk into your eyesand lay amongst the broken bones,sucking down an atmosphere hung from thin metal wires.You are silent and I am screaming, and we are two different galaxiesbrought together by a love of gasoline and retractable razor blades.But tonight, you taste of iron and there's blood in my hairand I'm getting drunk off the feeling of eyelashes on skinand
Was there much pain?Was there much pain?In the end, you couldn't tell.As your heart beat slowed,Taking your warmth with it,On it's way out.Your eyes grew heavy,Half-lidded, they sought me,I was there, beside you,Holding your cold hand,But you couldn't see me.As your last neurons fire,Your life is spent at last.In that final moment,Was there much pain?
To Who I Was:If life hit you hard, fall, but stand tall,If everything seem lost, go back to rise once more,if you who is lost don't know where to go, open you arms and embrace the love,if love fail you and don't know what to hold, use your anger and face the world.
Love I Never Gave YouI hope you're happy with her,I hope it's ment to be.But promise me you'll give her all,the love you never gave me.Kiss her first thing in the hallway,hold her hand and walk,tell her that you love her,call her just to talk.Say you can't live without her,say it's something strange,that the love you never gave to me,comes flooding out again.~~~~~~Now tell him that you love him,hold his words so close,they almost break the skin,not enough to bleed, but almost.Call him at midnight,if you find that you can't sleep.Tell him that his singing voice works better,than you just countng sheep.It's funny now that I see you and him,as happy as can be,and I cry every night because,He gave you the love he never gave me.~~~~~~Make sure that she sees,all that I saw in you.Show her that you're worthy,of you're relationship pulling through.Show her that you're differant,(but I will know the truth)but most of all, I hope she gives,the love I never gave you.
easteri'm in the back of the car, sucking my chlorine hair and watching with sleepy eyes out the window. brown dirt is soon ochre and we are nowhere in particular yet. we are going to the atheton tablelands for easter. i fall into a broken sleep on my sister's warm shoulder and when i wake up we are there.it is nighttime and my cousin is only still a baby and she cries from inside the house (which is really only a very large shed). out of the car the air is like freezer air but fresh and crisp like cold water. my eyes become wide at the rolling of the hills around us, the living green they are, the horse paddocks, the shapely trees. there is a loud, insistent buzzing of myriad thumbnail sized insects slamming themselves against us, and walls, towards the light. they scare me and i go inside, under blankets. i am still tired and softly i ease back into sleep on a mattress on the floor.when i wake up i am the only one awake, even the sun is still sleeping. when i'm the only one awake i like
breaking upyou're not getting the message,you're not learning your lesson,i see it in the things i do,i'm not getting through to you,the weather is getting rough,maybe the signs weren't strong enough.now you're breaking up,breaking up,i can't see you clearly,you're right in front of me,and you're breaking up,i need one more moment,need another minute,but you're breaking up,my chance is circling the drain,please let me explain,give me one more shot,i'll give it all i've got,i'm losing sight on my end,but i'll get things working again,the weather ahead is rough,but i won't let you break up,breaking up,i can't see you clearly,you're right in front of me,and you're breaking up,i need one more moment,need another minute,but you're breaking up,everything is quiet now,i want to get it back somehow,i don't have any other choice,you know i have to hear your voice,
I can't help but think...'Why am I shaking?'Tell me. Why are you shaking?Silence.Do you know why you're here?'No.'No?'Well... It's because I have to, isn't it?'You have to. Why?'They're making me come?'You don't sound convinced.Silence.Do you want me to help you?'With what?'With anything, I suppose.'I don't need help.'You don't?'That's right.'Then why are you shaking?'I'm not...'Not shaking?'I never said that.'But you were going to.Silence.Are you shaking?'Yes.'Why?Silence.'I suppose... I suppose it's because I can't stop.'
The Science of NothingHumanity has no concept of nothing. This is something that I have come to realise over my years of research, those dark, lonely years which leave me as I am today. From the beginning of time, there has always been something; something to describe the notion of nothingness. But this gives it substance allows the concept to grow out of obscurity and become something. Far better to leave it be; far better to never think of it in the first place.And yet, what happens when we, the inquisitors of creation, as after what we have never thought about? The answer to that question, my learned reader, is simple. Nothing swiftly becomes something. And that's why our shallow, feeble minds, the minds we hail as great while truly they are weak and worthless, will never be able to understand. For to experience nothing, one must not exist only then might a person comprehend the vastness of the matter. And yet, non-existence means that we are not able to register; understand what we finall
CuttingPeople ask me "What are those?"And I answer "Honesty, I don't know"I guess they are just what's withinShattered reminisce of all my sinFriends ask me why I hurt myselfWhy don't I feel the pain?Family warns me not to cut myselfBut all their words in vainIt's that moment of clarityFree of emotions, pain and thoughtsNo more emptiness, plain sincerityA release I dearly soughtYet now I look at all my scarsLook at how my skin was marredAnd then my resolution begins to waverWhat feeling did I once savor?Why DO I cut and leave these scars?Why is it I can't explainI feel like I'm locked behind iron barsAnd all wound up in chainsI'd rather feel stinging physical painMy broken emotions too hard to reignI cut and feel guilty it's an endless cycleI cut and feel guilty it's undeniableThey tell me"Stop! No more buts"I answer warily "Come on...one last cut"
The Promisei never saw a mancry before me...beforeuntil you.sorry.i promisei'll listen to you,i'll go to sleep nowso thatwe can meetin a dreamin the heavenswe createdjust for usin the paradisewe liveto love.