goddessbastet

The point of this is to smile Wince then shrug Again I sit and I am drawn back Endless direction Why won't you welcome me again? It never is the last time with you. Again I try And shut out the light I can never forget Your eyes Your mouth Virgin to me. I will always revisit Thoughts precious to me Burned and always searing into my brain Never leave me You'll never leave me Is this everything I hoped? I will always feel the solitude Dark and permanent Drifting in and out Of self Of mind Time is never out for me All I have is time

You have no idea. I see you and feel I can't explain You think you are no good You settle for what you shouldn't The weight of your conclusions Have ruined you this year But it's ok I see you I know I think I know Everyone has been judging you You have acted like an idiot Cruel, tempestuous, brutal But I see why Why does looking at you make me feel Just feel You make me burn Sting, vibrate, pulse, agonise, breath I can't believe I am opening my eyes In beautiful, strained reluctance. Which is denied for a reason I can't hope for more than your happiness If you think that this is it. I can't control jealousy It's bitte

Red wine I see it trickling A plasterboard gouged hole Your wound(s) Shot and broken Out of fear of change Out of fear of revolution It was starting And I now New to this Changed by this Will follow and read And see unlike before The country is buzzing.

I have left you behind I said I would I can't ever tell you how you made me I worshipped you I walked endlessly behind you Your motion puzzled me Excited me Your breath it made me smile I miss you

Step into the trip here dear Jakob...and what of this house of yours? and don't tell me it's what you want! She might not be hip to your language or thoughts or spaces. but she, knows. I know more than I let on. but i always come in peace. i'll lend you my ella fitzgerald records, some left and right shoes and a purse that buckles to the northwest. Come here. Come on what do you say? i've no hostility. no blood left in to win. i've used up all my best thoughts. my head feels like a billiards table. i'll pick the moss off your grave for you. just promise you won't touch my turntable.                                                    i t

are you happy about a a green door? can you sit there and say yes this is what pleases me? I stand behind you where it's rougher and tough cus I know that you're there picking imperfections while Bo sings and strums between the thoughts in your feet and the clothes on your back Stuck on you by Coco That cat enjoyed swingin into your room didn't he? All Zorro and no place to go Nothing to see and no one to save I can stand to believe that he is you Bound for glory. i think you are lost amongst these rafters and peasents I really I really do Get out of the barn and into the light Before the world forgets you before you've even a

I got up this morning, feeling low  feeling bored Decided I'd take a walk on my on accord I tripped the graveyard and scaled the palace wall Where I find myself on the Queen's bathroom floor There he was in robes of gold and said to me asking 'What you doing down there on my tiles so cold' I looked and blinked not knowing what to say All I knew was this wasn't gonna be my day I sat up and said, 'Her highness, your royal Queen I've no idea who I am or where I've been I can only guess, but I must confess, not too well I'm so mixed up in my confusion, it's way too hard to tell' He looked at me once, glanced at me twice And without

She sits at the front with spinning tops for feet She's wearlng a powdered crimson wig With nothing going on underneath They wish they could see her clearer But they just don't stand a chance Cus of all the neon in front of her Punishing bleary eyes as they do glance I'm watching the decline of Zelda Yes I'm watching her downfall Everyone's looking but helping her, not at all She used to be so pretty She used to be so wealthy Forced out into the city This is where she did fall down As she sold pieces all around town Oh why won't no one stop poor Zelda? She takes a book of matches and lights up a cigarette Then she stubbs it o

Take this black dog off my trail Take this black dog away from my feet I don't want this now this is not what I need Another blood sucking leech Begging at my feet Get this shroud off my body Get this shroud from my skin Listen to my pulse before you bury And put me back again To where I did begin Light a candle in my room Light a candle in my head Don't go crying don't think twice About all the wicked things I once may have said Emptiness is an excuse to end Emptiness is an excuse for pity Sympathy rears it's head When it sees the black dogs Chasing you over the city