Caved-In Lungs

Standing in an art museum,
Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want
playing in the background of my head.
Awaiting the new scenery and faces.
Emotion steaming through walls.
Glasses, bags, pens, notebook.
Would you like a scarf with that sweater?
Raise of the hand: I would.
Look through my eyes, and I'll
look through yours.
Show me how to feel.
She is smiling but inside she is a rag doll.
Just another painting with a dramatic face,
Lonely heart with caved in lungs.
Tonight is not the night.
Swallow the pills, I felt better.

Roll The Film.

Twirl my hair,
And dance in pale
moonlight.
Hold your hand in the
crowded atmosphere.
Not trying to push you
away.
Don't want you to go.
The hug and your smell,
addicting.
Listen to you talk ...
Geez we have grown close,
Roll the film back, let
us watch the good days.
Damn we were getting ...
somewhere.

Tell Me When You Know

Take a polaroid of me in the morning. Comb my hair and sing to me.
Let me know I'm not alone.
Hold my soul with your heart, careful it's a bit fragile.
Take my favorite song, and draw a picture for me to hang up.
Sip my tea and count the stars, God knows when we will see another sky like this.
I don't know who this is too but when you find out, give me a call.
Who knows when the right day will come, but don't get lost.
Sara Palin is someone we can laugh at without feeling guilty.
You betch yea.
Hold my soul with your heart.

Nobody Feels The Way I Do About You Now,,

It goes around and then back again.
Wishing for ground was never a sin.
Gotta be her and you and him.
Sick in my brain and heart.
Those thoughts have yet to start. DO

Wanting you, wanting me.
Me and you together = free.
Blown away by your face.
& Your tears, my heart starts to pace.
When your gone, I'm gone. YOU

Those lyrics and the meaning.
Bus ride to here and there.
Replay, replay, next song.
Snuggled up and talking. FEEL

Asking questions, but getting no answer.
Hoping something comes after ...
No I don't understand.
Yea, I'm done, I'm only human. THE

You smile, I light up.
Pour some more into my cup.
I have a confession to you:


But I'm not sure I want you to know. SAME?

The Happiest Nightmare.

Laying and sleeping, back on floor.
The most comfortable thing since you were thrown out the door.

The dreams are blurred, but you see well.
A man taking the soul you want to sell.

Daisies and sunshine, but dark and gloomy.
.

No light, no soul.
Just a dark whole.

Help can no longer find you.
It wanted you.
I gave up, and it's all because of you.

///.Muddy Flood.///

Keep those words comin,
Spit 'em out.
You don't realize the pain that you are putting me through,
but I would very much appreciate it if you stopped.
So you're close, and that is fine.
But before, earlier you were mine.
Our inside jokes, the many discussions.
The body language, your changed expressions.
It all hurts, and I want to give up.
You don't care, wave your hands, throw the cup.
Disregard, see if I care.
Suffocating I need new fresh air.
And maybe I have the problem, and I need to stop.
But you don't listen, you just sing your tunes while you mop.
I would like to work on this, and not feel so hurt.
Grasping and scratching while we're stuck in the dirt.
I can't wait till it rains, and there will be mud.
Rain, let it pour so I can float away in this flood.

Eco-Friendly ?

Every breathe, followed by smoke.
Every tear, followed by a swig.
Every person telling you, you can't is followed by destruction.
This pleasure is my pleasure, sharing and passing.
Empty but slowly drowning in shallow water.
I've never met you but they call me your daughter.
No pain, no burn, keep going. Walk on by.
Am I conscious ? Well who are you ?
In my mirror there is no reflection.
In my love there is no connection.
I'm the carpet your feet walk on. It's time to vacuum.
Too much inside me, l i t e r a l l y.
Did you say stop ? Because he said go.
Am I good enough now ? Good enough to be a doormat.
Please wipe your feet.
What happened yesterday, is happening.
Gotta go, gotta go, go, go.
Well I should take more, I'm not feeling all that well.
I'm like the bag of pretzels, waiting to be eaten but are too stale.
Oh, you don't care. No it's fine.
I feel amazing, this is good, very good.
Yea, I'll be there tomorrow.
What ? She's not dead.
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I feel amazing, this is good, very good.
I say we do just that.
I'm being slaughtered like a cow. People are eating away.
Eat.
Make sure you wipe that mouth, oh and your feet.
I'm in.
When did you say stop ? No I'll be done tomorrow.
I stopped.
Why would you hurt yourself ? Why can't you be like him ?
If you knew what you were doing to this family,
Numb. Easy.
This can't end till I end.
Crumbled and torn, she flew like a paper.
Kicked and torn more.
Finally recycled.
Then thrown away, for a good deed ?
Thanks for helping the environment.

I know it is very odd, but I took what came to me and wrote.
This is for a friend who doesn't even know I write.