words i wrote a while back for a poem or whatever will become of it:
LISTEN- i really could have loved you if you only would've let me, but now that you are leaving i can only hope you wont forget i really could've loved you if you only would've let me, but now that you are leaving i can only hope that you'll forget to regret me
see i'm the best you ever met but you will never know all the beauty that could be if you would only see beyond the blinding glow of guiding light that hides you from the truth that lies inside you.
open up your eyes so you can finally see what i do.
you've been lied to.
you've been led so far astray that i could never find you, and ive tried to
but these search lights couldn't reach such great heights from the depths below, which only goes to show that i was in over my head, and you were always out of reach, and even if you were to listen i don't think i care enough to teach.
i hate to preach, but you've got a lot you've yet to learn.
so shut your fucking mouth until i say it is your turn
now are you listening? listen to me. listen. are you listening? listen to me, listen. are you listening? listen to me. listen. are you listening? listen to me. listen.
so are you listening- to the words i speak with good intention? i thought that i could change your mind if you would only pay attention
did i ever mention- i bit my tongue so hard i tasted blood?
i swallowed it with pride, and sugar coated it with love.
now are you listening- to the words im speaking with intentions of opening your mind into alternative perceptions did i mention- i bit my tongue so hard i tasted blood?
i swallowed it with pride and sugar coated it with love.
so what's the matter? am i not the man you thought or hoped i was? were exceptions to your preconception's misconceptions hard to rise above while high as fuck? thats assuming "fuck" is even elevated. lifted i'm the one who's on an endless rising elevator. see you later alligator ha, and you reply, in a while crocodile "i could make you smile, if you stay a while [take a second check the reference]... but how long will you stay with me baby?" if not for the night then for the day and maybe baby we could watch the Twilight. you know it'd be the highlight of my night, of my week, of my year, and my fear is that your memory will linger endlessly between my fucking ears. until you call and claw and crawl into a space so small that you could fit inside a tear, and when i stop to think id blink and send you rolling down my cheek the taste of you upon my lip, that salty residue of shit reminds me it was always bitter more then it was ever sweet. this is goodbye.
probably makes a lot more sense in my head, but i felt had to document the thoughts before i lost them completely. there's a lot of knowledge to be gained from the cumulative experiences of passed relationships, and i think its important not to forget. history repeats itself for those who don't learn from it.
see i'm the best you ever met but you will never know all the beauty that could be if you would only see beyond the blinding glow of guiding light that hides you from the truth that lies inside you.
open up your eyes so you can finally see what i do.
you've been lied to.
you've been led so far astray that i could never find you, and ive tried to
but these search lights couldn't reach such great heights from the depths below, which only goes to show that i was in over my head, and you were always out of reach, and even if you were to listen i don't think i care enough to teach.
i hate to preach, but you've got a lot you've yet to learn.
so shut your fucking mouth until i say it is your turn
now are you listening? listen to me. listen. are you listening? listen to me, listen. are you listening? listen to me. listen. are you listening? listen to me. listen.
so are you listening- to the words i speak with good intention? i thought that i could change your mind if you would only pay attention
did i ever mention- i bit my tongue so hard i tasted blood?
i swallowed it with pride, and sugar coated it with love.
now are you listening- to the words im speaking with intentions of opening your mind into alternative perceptions did i mention- i bit my tongue so hard i tasted blood?
i swallowed it with pride and sugar coated it with love.
so what's the matter? am i not the man you thought or hoped i was? were exceptions to your preconception's misconceptions hard to rise above while high as fuck? thats assuming "fuck" is even elevated. lifted i'm the one who's on an endless rising elevator. see you later alligator ha, and you reply, in a while crocodile "i could make you smile, if you stay a while [take a second check the reference]... but how long will you stay with me baby?" if not for the night then for the day and maybe baby we could watch the Twilight. you know it'd be the highlight of my night, of my week, of my year, and my fear is that your memory will linger endlessly between my fucking ears. until you call and claw and crawl into a space so small that you could fit inside a tear, and when i stop to think id blink and send you rolling down my cheek the taste of you upon my lip, that salty residue of shit reminds me it was always bitter more then it was ever sweet. this is goodbye.
probably makes a lot more sense in my head, but i felt had to document the thoughts before i lost them completely. there's a lot of knowledge to be gained from the cumulative experiences of passed relationships, and i think its important not to forget. history repeats itself for those who don't learn from it.