(no subject)
It used to make me laugh
I following suburban streets
understanding suppressed emotions and
insecurities
I'd take her in a car
and listen
to nothing but absolutes
and idle gestures
sipping
on the hope that comes from
empty forties
id create worlds
and false ideas
but in a shallow whisper
This isn't healthy
I used to sit and write
with my faced so close to my words
that I would be reminded of my life
i mean words
every time i looked in the mirror
She used to hold me close
and remind me of times when
god this was too long ago
things have changed
ha
For you I've given up things
traded love for love
resulting in no more 2am phone calls
and not one offering me want I want
It's for the best
How does my mind trick itself so badly
There are no rewards for Jewish noses
and no metals for upstein salads
Just the reminder
that blood trails are far too long
and far too painful
That everything goes full circle
that Karma exists
and with each exhale
of 4000 known chemicals
Something or someone out there
is waiting for me.
I following suburban streets
understanding suppressed emotions and
insecurities
I'd take her in a car
and listen
to nothing but absolutes
and idle gestures
sipping
on the hope that comes from
empty forties
id create worlds
and false ideas
but in a shallow whisper
This isn't healthy
I used to sit and write
with my faced so close to my words
that I would be reminded of my life
i mean words
every time i looked in the mirror
She used to hold me close
and remind me of times when
god this was too long ago
things have changed
ha
For you I've given up things
traded love for love
resulting in no more 2am phone calls
and not one offering me want I want
It's for the best
How does my mind trick itself so badly
There are no rewards for Jewish noses
and no metals for upstein salads
Just the reminder
that blood trails are far too long
and far too painful
That everything goes full circle
that Karma exists
and with each exhale
of 4000 known chemicals
Something or someone out there
is waiting for me.