I want a girl with no pep in her step
drags her feet when she walks
and always looks like she's spent
I want a girl I can't hear when she talks
as if if she tried she'd be taken aswoon
who just sits there, cries, and chokes on her thoughts
I want a girl who's dark like the moon
that needs the light of another
at the rate that she's going won't be tan soon
I want a girl that don't gots a mother
who's father ran out
and a brother that doesn't tell her he loves her
I want a girl that feels nothing but doubt
every step is on egg shells
she can't figure out what life's all about
I want a girl who's hand's never been held
god whispered the name of her lover
but she cant figure out how it's spelled
I want a girl that will never discover
a path to walk on, she's always lost
its just one dead end road after another
I want a girl as frigid as frost
as if she's made out of snow
who will send you a shiver if you she accosts
I want a girl who just doesn't know
she's got two left feet
so try as she may can't control where she goes
I want a girl who just doesn't need
cause no amount of stuff
could make her complete
I want a girl that's about to give up
but when she meets me
decides love is enough.
About Me
- aeslop
- Please skip to somewhere around the middle and start there if you want to read a few.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
i take crappy pictures
the propositioning of a wawa cashier (in D#m7)
i should know by now
how not to be a creep
so stop me before it starts
and though, it's hard
to see past such
glaring imperfections
take a gander at my friends
and question their affection
with a dose of understanding
you may join their ranks
however tried and few
take it for what a creep can offer but
the next i chose to take this test
is you
far away but inside you
lets play a game tonight
run away in black and white
talk memories
remember that instant
when nothing mattered?
embrace that
we only have those moments
they are few and sparse
dont forget who you were with
how they felt about you
as they felt about you
and smiled on your lips
the warmth of two bodies
shared by their hips
you're not dieing
it's peaks from valleys
when you hold yourself at night
cause im not there
(im thinking of you, somewhere)
i desire, feel that?
hear my words
let's tangle minds
lose yourself in my music
cause you and I rhyme
and this distance will cease to exist
if you can abide the time
(I cant put one i really want to because its offensive, so if your interested in some edge send me a message)
i cant count the times
i pushed you away
and looked back
hoping you were looking too
i cant count the times
ive run away
wishing i could last the
circumference of the earth
and end up back with you
or the times ive choked back words
hoping you would say them instead
the times ive failed
to turn goodbye hugs
into first kisses
the times
ive grazed your hand with mine
hoping theyd catch
by some magic of chance
youd save me
from this flopping like a fool
I am too shy
too much a coward...
to see this one through
i see people become
prey to gods
(ha, earthbound marauders
with lumps on their junk
from dipping into the scum)
merchants of false hope
turning nonsense loose
on desperation
(doesn't fix anything
makes the problem worse)
reaching deep into ratted pockets
past the few remaining crumbs
to consume their pride
but be sure to tip the house
that does not but denounce
and not to help you out
just wheeling barrels of shit
to fight your climbing the curve
it just goes to show
you deserve nothing
you only get what you earn.
go ahead
put it all on the horse
that never bothered to show
oh but 'hes risen once, love
of that i am sure'
if faith were worth half
of the effort it took
id believe in him too
(but bahhh bahhh
follow the leader)
theres no wool over my eyes
even the blind require touch smell hear taste tests
to believe
not you's
singing 'i just wanna be a sheep'
and 'my faith is sufficient for me'
cut the cancer out of your life
(be strong, believe on your own.)
this is no toy chemistry set
this is real life graduate level shit
mix in a splash of madness (called faith) with a gallon of desperation
to define your creation
while you pray to a god on a permanent vacation
when will you see that all he has to offer thee
is a bruise on your knees?

i should know by now
how not to be a creep
so stop me before it starts
and though, it's hard
to see past such
glaring imperfections
take a gander at my friends
and question their affection
with a dose of understanding
you may join their ranks
however tried and few
take it for what a creep can offer but
the next i chose to take this test
is you
far away but inside you
lets play a game tonight
run away in black and white
talk memories
remember that instant
when nothing mattered?
embrace that
we only have those moments
they are few and sparse
dont forget who you were with
how they felt about you
as they felt about you
and smiled on your lips
the warmth of two bodies
shared by their hips
you're not dieing
it's peaks from valleys
when you hold yourself at night
cause im not there
(im thinking of you, somewhere)
i desire, feel that?
hear my words
let's tangle minds
lose yourself in my music
cause you and I rhyme
and this distance will cease to exist
if you can abide the time
(I cant put one i really want to because its offensive, so if your interested in some edge send me a message)
i cant count the times
i pushed you away
and looked back
hoping you were looking too
i cant count the times
ive run away
wishing i could last the
circumference of the earth
and end up back with you
or the times ive choked back words
hoping you would say them instead
the times ive failed
to turn goodbye hugs
into first kisses
the times
ive grazed your hand with mine
hoping theyd catch
by some magic of chance
youd save me
from this flopping like a fool
I am too shy
too much a coward...
to see this one through
i see people become
prey to gods
(ha, earthbound marauders
with lumps on their junk
from dipping into the scum)
merchants of false hope
turning nonsense loose
on desperation
(doesn't fix anything
makes the problem worse)
reaching deep into ratted pockets
past the few remaining crumbs
to consume their pride
but be sure to tip the house
that does not but denounce
and not to help you out
just wheeling barrels of shit
to fight your climbing the curve
it just goes to show
you deserve nothing
you only get what you earn.
go ahead
put it all on the horse
that never bothered to show
oh but 'hes risen once, love
of that i am sure'
if faith were worth half
of the effort it took
id believe in him too
(but bahhh bahhh
follow the leader)
theres no wool over my eyes
even the blind require touch smell hear taste tests
to believe
not you's
singing 'i just wanna be a sheep'
and 'my faith is sufficient for me'
cut the cancer out of your life
(be strong, believe on your own.)
this is no toy chemistry set
this is real life graduate level shit
mix in a splash of madness (called faith) with a gallon of desperation
to define your creation
while you pray to a god on a permanent vacation
when will you see that all he has to offer thee
is a bruise on your knees?

First Post
I write often.
If you read this let me know what you think, and if you have a similar style, send me a link.
Ok, here's one to start off.
(oh, i rarely punctuate, capitalize, use punctuation properly, use titles, or spell well.)
settled in discomfort
sheets made of stone
this is what i call home
this is what i call home
youve never been this
consumed by your own
youve never felt this
felt alone
a crowded town
no one around
youve never felt this
felt no one around
i pick up these pieces
become one with the ground
dont think about up
too consumed by down
ive never been this happy before
before life without you
never knew just what love
never knew love never knew love
never knew love never knew love
never knew love never knew love
i slipped and called you hun
whoops!
dont try to shake this
cradle balanced in a tree
dont march a band beneath it
and wake this sleeping child
its taken this long, dear
to wrestle him to sleep
i fear becoming dull
(am i suited to friendship?)
and the moment i run dry
mid may the ice been melted
by the sun beats down
the heat is on
and ive not to offer
but a scorching tan
from sedate days
that life abate
avoid my grooves
dont bear my strife
dont start this decent
and waste a life...
find yourself a jongleur
his twists and flips with colored balls
his wrist it flicks to play a song
he sings of you and sweetness, friends
with him youll smile till the end
never once a restless night
rock and roll till after life
ill just watch
till you seek my ear
when you need slow and want me near
when it gets old and your feet ache
my rough hands will make you whole again
my arms will clutch tightly
your forehead kiss
fingers hair
there there child, bliss
there there
ill be your ramparts
ive always been
my walls just waiting
to let you in
im steady still
and dull ill be
but you can count on me
is that not comforting?
If you read this let me know what you think, and if you have a similar style, send me a link.
Ok, here's one to start off.
(oh, i rarely punctuate, capitalize, use punctuation properly, use titles, or spell well.)
settled in discomfort
sheets made of stone
this is what i call home
this is what i call home
youve never been this
consumed by your own
youve never felt this
felt alone
a crowded town
no one around
youve never felt this
felt no one around
i pick up these pieces
become one with the ground
dont think about up
too consumed by down
ive never been this happy before
before life without you
never knew just what love
never knew love never knew love
never knew love never knew love
never knew love never knew love
i slipped and called you hun
whoops!
dont try to shake this
cradle balanced in a tree
dont march a band beneath it
and wake this sleeping child
its taken this long, dear
to wrestle him to sleep
i fear becoming dull
(am i suited to friendship?)
and the moment i run dry
mid may the ice been melted
by the sun beats down
the heat is on
and ive not to offer
but a scorching tan
from sedate days
that life abate
avoid my grooves
dont bear my strife
dont start this decent
and waste a life...
find yourself a jongleur
his twists and flips with colored balls
his wrist it flicks to play a song
he sings of you and sweetness, friends
with him youll smile till the end
never once a restless night
rock and roll till after life
ill just watch
till you seek my ear
when you need slow and want me near
when it gets old and your feet ache
my rough hands will make you whole again
my arms will clutch tightly
your forehead kiss
fingers hair
there there child, bliss
there there
ill be your ramparts
ive always been
my walls just waiting
to let you in
im steady still
and dull ill be
but you can count on me
is that not comforting?
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