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Jul 04, 2005 02:07

right, bear the wrath of my emo poems

I told you I was crazy once
I’ll tell you now I’m sane
I warned you once I’d get annoying
Now you know I’m lame

If I told you that I loved you, so deep my bones they ache
That love which comes on strong and fast… or never comes at all
Would you tell me that I should give up, that the daring climb
Just wasn’t worth the fall?
‘Cause then I just might need reply- “I fell already once for you-
I’d dive right down again”

Last time I thought I’d sworn myself to solitude
I thought I had been done with boys, and girls and love like that
Learned my lesson fair, and come up lacking in the end
But you’ve shown me love can be much better than I was taught
No matter how fast my eager heart beats, you’d slow it down and wait for me
You’ve saved my life more than once-
My angel through the thick and thin, through clouds of satin and fiery brimstone

You talked me down when I was rushed
Alone and fuming in my mind, you set me alight and let me burn
Away my thoughts that just weren’t settled
That were swimming like vomit inside my head
You saved me from myself
I Love You.

- for Scott

lighter

Keeping quiet tears my skull in two
Screams of hatred streaming out of pores
My body glazed in insomniac’s sweat
I want to grab everyone I ever knew by the throat
And squeeze the life out of them, watch their eyes bulge
In the safe last knowledge of their true killer

Thinking of the joy it would bring, to hear a loved ones last-ever words
Movies running on old micro films, watching them all die in the back of my mind
A power surge that feels like shit- I want to make a nation guilty
Although most of all
I want to cry my soul into a pillow, let it absorb my fears, my hate, my sorrow
To be outspoken, an assailant in the night

I want to be lesser, to be lighter, to be freer
Tomorrow things will be okay- and in that knowledge I keep myself safe (Sane?)
Sleep came not to me tonight, but tomorrow will assure me that
I didn’t need it anyway- The chain of events in it’s simplicity
Could prove that bad days are necessary

For this bit of truth- the bit I believe, I’d like to thank myself
For showing me that again I will breathe
The music can soothe me, the peace become real
I just have to keep faith- Just have to be my own god

12:10 AM
July 4th

-for me
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