it's been a while........
yeah... so I never seem to use this anymore and well, I thought I would, and also my friend notified this still said that I'm single, which I most definitely am not. Haven't been for nine months... but heres some stuff I've written in the past um year...
You're so Mechanical.
As you drudge about your life
As your eyes twitch to focus your vision
When you process the image fed to you
And when you spit it back out
You're so Mechanical.
As you complete your daily cycle
As your ears print the life around you
When your program cannot follow it
And you shred the every word
You're so Mechanical.
As you follow society's direction
As you display it as your own
When you hate what you are slated to do
And you demean what you can't grasp
You're so Mechanical.
The Space Between Us
The space between us.
Not far,
Yet so complex.
There's a bond made of satin shackles.
A trust made of a glass staircase.
This creates a strength.
Our lips speak without word,
but motion.
Our ears hear without noise,
but vibration.
The space between us is loud with love,
calm with understanding.
Our hands can tell emotion
the slightest tingle or tighten would say 1000 words.
The voice within our eyes screams what cannot be hidden in this bond.
Our senses have lost science,
but exchange to work the art of love.
Just a Dark Blur
Just a dark blur,
walking through a routine.
There's that superficial smile
and that mandatory wave.
Desperate attempts at compassion cannot be contained.
Nothing for it to be absorbed in.
Nothing containing depth.
Nothing containing truth.
The honesty washed away with the mortality.
Yet still a feeling of inability and inferiority fills the stomach.
If I at all try to face it,
Heat boils up with rage.
And combustion ricochets off my tongue.
All this madness cannot be as intended.
It creates destruction of humanity.
Maybe all is only kept within my own mind.
But look deep into my eyes...
All is there... clear as your diamond.
Just as sharp.
Slithering Voices
Slithering voices beyond recognition
Mashed faces became my own
Emergence of what cannot be dealt with
An ache on the inside becomes the new problem
A way to rid of the decrepidness
Creates all the more deterioration
of what could have been
Inconsistencies in what is perceived
Ambiguity of the soul
Take advantage of this chaos
Indescribable pleasure
is another's indescribable pain
An effort to overcome
Crushing of beauty
An end to what can't be remembered
Welp... that'll tide you over for a bit! KISSES!!!!!!!!
P.S.- the mood doesn't match cuz i didn't actually write these right now, just copied them from the journal... the paper journal haha
You're so Mechanical.
As you drudge about your life
As your eyes twitch to focus your vision
When you process the image fed to you
And when you spit it back out
You're so Mechanical.
As you complete your daily cycle
As your ears print the life around you
When your program cannot follow it
And you shred the every word
You're so Mechanical.
As you follow society's direction
As you display it as your own
When you hate what you are slated to do
And you demean what you can't grasp
You're so Mechanical.
The Space Between Us
The space between us.
Not far,
Yet so complex.
There's a bond made of satin shackles.
A trust made of a glass staircase.
This creates a strength.
Our lips speak without word,
but motion.
Our ears hear without noise,
but vibration.
The space between us is loud with love,
calm with understanding.
Our hands can tell emotion
the slightest tingle or tighten would say 1000 words.
The voice within our eyes screams what cannot be hidden in this bond.
Our senses have lost science,
but exchange to work the art of love.
Just a Dark Blur
Just a dark blur,
walking through a routine.
There's that superficial smile
and that mandatory wave.
Desperate attempts at compassion cannot be contained.
Nothing for it to be absorbed in.
Nothing containing depth.
Nothing containing truth.
The honesty washed away with the mortality.
Yet still a feeling of inability and inferiority fills the stomach.
If I at all try to face it,
Heat boils up with rage.
And combustion ricochets off my tongue.
All this madness cannot be as intended.
It creates destruction of humanity.
Maybe all is only kept within my own mind.
But look deep into my eyes...
All is there... clear as your diamond.
Just as sharp.
Slithering Voices
Slithering voices beyond recognition
Mashed faces became my own
Emergence of what cannot be dealt with
An ache on the inside becomes the new problem
A way to rid of the decrepidness
Creates all the more deterioration
of what could have been
Inconsistencies in what is perceived
Ambiguity of the soul
Take advantage of this chaos
Indescribable pleasure
is another's indescribable pain
An effort to overcome
Crushing of beauty
An end to what can't be remembered
Welp... that'll tide you over for a bit! KISSES!!!!!!!!
P.S.- the mood doesn't match cuz i didn't actually write these right now, just copied them from the journal... the paper journal haha