Unfinished Poem Drabbles: Still Copyrighted
Close your eyes again
Can you see me there?
Burned and Broken
Watching you sleep
Praying for redemption
Working towards revenge
And there's blood on these hands
From holding myself together
After you ripped me apart
**Too emo? Too morbid? Too me?**
It's a crash course in love
That'll end in sparks
Crashed into a brick wall
We're speeding on a dead end road
This joy ride may be short
But I'm sure the explosion will be worth it
When it lights up the sky
**Waaaaay to many car references. Awful. Facepalm.**
I never promised to be this way forever
All we had was never something to believe in
**Too...i dunno.**
Seperate the seven layers of yourself
Mark it deep, with ink and metal and blood
Reflect the soul-deep scars
Push forth the hidden identity
Permanent marks of different kinds
A rebellion, an anguish; alternating reasons
If only to prove you're alive.
**Tattoos and cutting. Emo/punk. Fuck. Bleck**
Eyes glance from across the room
I can see what you need
Peering over the side of my glass
Your slow smile curves and curls
Off your hand to mine
Money changing palm to palm
And watching my hips as I walk upstairs
For one night I'm yours
This smile's just for you
I'll do whatever you want me to
Pretend I'm her, pretend I'm him
It doesn't matter to me at all
Strip off my shirt
Shimmy out of my pants
One hundred percent guareenteed seduction
I'm worth every penny
Push me into the bed
Mark me as yours, bite hard and true
Grin as you make me bleed
Make me feel this in my muscles tomorrow
Dirty this bed, dirty my body, dirty my soul
Use me.
**Fuck, this started out as lyrics that were supposed to be about treating/prostitution in the 1920's....somehow got so much dirtier than that...**
Can you see me there?
Burned and Broken
Watching you sleep
Praying for redemption
Working towards revenge
And there's blood on these hands
From holding myself together
After you ripped me apart
**Too emo? Too morbid? Too me?**
It's a crash course in love
That'll end in sparks
Crashed into a brick wall
We're speeding on a dead end road
This joy ride may be short
But I'm sure the explosion will be worth it
When it lights up the sky
**Waaaaay to many car references. Awful. Facepalm.**
I never promised to be this way forever
All we had was never something to believe in
**Too...i dunno.**
Seperate the seven layers of yourself
Mark it deep, with ink and metal and blood
Reflect the soul-deep scars
Push forth the hidden identity
Permanent marks of different kinds
A rebellion, an anguish; alternating reasons
If only to prove you're alive.
**Tattoos and cutting. Emo/punk. Fuck. Bleck**
Eyes glance from across the room
I can see what you need
Peering over the side of my glass
Your slow smile curves and curls
Off your hand to mine
Money changing palm to palm
And watching my hips as I walk upstairs
For one night I'm yours
This smile's just for you
I'll do whatever you want me to
Pretend I'm her, pretend I'm him
It doesn't matter to me at all
Strip off my shirt
Shimmy out of my pants
One hundred percent guareenteed seduction
I'm worth every penny
Push me into the bed
Mark me as yours, bite hard and true
Grin as you make me bleed
Make me feel this in my muscles tomorrow
Dirty this bed, dirty my body, dirty my soul
Use me.
**Fuck, this started out as lyrics that were supposed to be about treating/prostitution in the 1920's....somehow got so much dirtier than that...**