Monday, April 19, 2010

I'll Let You Know

In the morning I'd see you go...
watched you have a cup and
do your face... sitting there...
"Hot in here", doing your hair.

So many times I'd just want
to stretch you across the table.
"...have your way with me."
Tell me how much you want me.
Take it, take me as much as I'm able

Send you off to work .
Take me off too!
All of me!
Take me off!!... and
off to work with you.

I didn't want to say goodbye then.
Why do I have to say it now?
You still go where you go.
I've lost track of where you've been.

You look at me bad... you're mad.
I'm the worst you've ever had.
I make you so sad... so you say.
I'm the worst... you've ever had.
You've had enough...
I've been had enough.

Now it's done! Go have some fun.
Peace, love and all that.
Everything with you is always very good.

Hey stuck up! I'm still stuck on you.
And in case you haven't heard...
It's not over till I'm over you.

Lady on the table... stuck on you
Take it, take me as much as I'm able
Take part of me, take it from me...
off to work with you again.
Take me off... and off to work with you!
I can dream all I want... because
It ain't over till I'm over you.

I live here too.
It ain't over
Till I say so...
till I'm over
Once again,
Over and over
And when I'm good and ready
I'll take off and take you off my list
I'm not done yet... I'll let you know!
I know it sucks. It's sucks for me too.
It's not over til I'm diddly done over you.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Turn Off The Lights

I've been thinking about sleeping...
earlier days... times of tucking in
all the begging and convincing...
for just some water for drinking.

Those nights before my birthday
or before the last day of school.
The nights before Christmas
and school rhymes with yule.

I'm looking for an answer
for why I still must remember.
Covers and fresh air
just my nose could gather.

Over my head I still pull them tight
I'm not scared, just out of sight.
I pray to God if I die this night
It'll be just like they say
walk straight, right into the light.

There's no place like home and
here again I'm about to sleep.
Now I'm tucking myself in
and talking to no one.
I'm missing her... thirsting,
convincing and begging.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

The Iron In My Blood

My body may be getting old...
my spirit continues to be told.
If it weren't for all that I've seen,
I wouldn't be here or so far between.
Still me, eyes open to a world of trust...
my blood refuses to go from red to rust.

Monday, March 22, 2010

The Ocean Of My Soul

What about tears?
What a way to say I'm real?
What a way to show I can feel?
I can hold them back and think...
just an attack, go have a drink.

If it was a hammer on my thumb...
crying would seem sort of dumb.
Even when I beat myself up because
I often think I'm still a bum.

The tears that roll and drip...
Oh, I'll make them stop!
Fold my arms real tight...
gotta get a grip,
keep them out of sight!

My Father is gone and so is my Mom.
Friends gone away... so many too.
I'll be strong, I can take it.
Even when I'm thinking of you.

Tears are good, not so bad.
They're about all I've done,
what I didn't save, almost had.
So good when I'm having fun.

They still roll and drip
tasting like the sea...
the ocean of my soul.
There when I need them
so I can be free.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

You're Not Getting Any Younger

When you care about people,
you care that they're different.
You can be you and still be cool.
Everyone is special.
They do what they do.

You don't stand a chance
when you think it's all about you.
In your head you have no room.
You're the only one that counts.
All you have is yours... yours alone.
What others have they shouldn't own.

When you care, you give...
when you don't, you take.
You don't care about people...
no difference, no matter.
your choice, never wrong,
about that, make no mistake.

Treat everyone with care.
When you care about people,
you care that they're different.
You can be you and still be cool.
If not... you'll get old...
you'll be alone and still be a fool.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Take My Hand

When at the crossroad...
a decision made.
If it's not for love,
it's still for fate...
that you trade.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Wholy

Feeling whole... "Wholy"
I like the feeling of being free to be happy with the truth.