harraser
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 3, 2001
- Messages
- 2,091
Open and willing,
Swallowing down
The sword slides deep to the heart.
Sliding it in brought exquisite pain,
Engrossing excitement, of the past,
Happiness brought by a present care, so fleeting.
Such distracting delite of feeling alive,
The inevitable could be ignored for a while...
Tip touching the pulse
Realisation floods back,
Like blood flooding out from the mouth.
More stinging than ice in the face,
A worse pain than being an ocean away,
The beating muscle splits and falters...
As the memories fade.
A new ideal set for life
Too high to meet,
Too perfect to settle for less.
And you cant be bothered to see your freinds
Because theyre not the ones you need,
Becuase theyre not the ones they were.
Or youre not.
Run to the phone, dear fading soul
That most angelic of voices will save you tonight.
Honey sweet
She whispers in my ear...
"Your account balance is...
Ninety seven dollars...
And thirty two cents..."
And i go get a bottle, and someone as empty
Drink and talk the old times
Pretend like its the same,
Pretend this picture isnt always in my head...
...she's so beautiful
The way she turns her head away,
A slight smile playing on her lips.
Lips i just tasted for the first time...
Remeber every detail!!!
Even as they fade like a dream.
And what a perfect dream it was.
Ohh yes, the holiest gift of another night wasted
And another morning waking in pain.
Just like every other sunrise,
But with an acheing head and rebelious stomach.
A pain more physical,
But in no way more real.
I lie in bed and want to die...
Drowning in the ocean
Half way across the world
Just knowing that I'd tried...
Swallowing down
The sword slides deep to the heart.
Sliding it in brought exquisite pain,
Engrossing excitement, of the past,
Happiness brought by a present care, so fleeting.
Such distracting delite of feeling alive,
The inevitable could be ignored for a while...
Tip touching the pulse
Realisation floods back,
Like blood flooding out from the mouth.
More stinging than ice in the face,
A worse pain than being an ocean away,
The beating muscle splits and falters...
As the memories fade.
A new ideal set for life
Too high to meet,
Too perfect to settle for less.
And you cant be bothered to see your freinds
Because theyre not the ones you need,
Becuase theyre not the ones they were.
Or youre not.
Run to the phone, dear fading soul
That most angelic of voices will save you tonight.
Honey sweet
She whispers in my ear...
"Your account balance is...
Ninety seven dollars...
And thirty two cents..."
And i go get a bottle, and someone as empty
Drink and talk the old times
Pretend like its the same,
Pretend this picture isnt always in my head...
...she's so beautiful
The way she turns her head away,
A slight smile playing on her lips.
Lips i just tasted for the first time...
Remeber every detail!!!
Even as they fade like a dream.
And what a perfect dream it was.
Ohh yes, the holiest gift of another night wasted
And another morning waking in pain.
Just like every other sunrise,
But with an acheing head and rebelious stomach.
A pain more physical,
But in no way more real.
I lie in bed and want to die...
Drowning in the ocean
Half way across the world
Just knowing that I'd tried...
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