shame on me
laughing for hours
at your own misery
blood stained hands
drawing happy faces
on the earth,
Tag: Regret
magic shop;
disappearing is an easy trick
they never tell you that
it’s the staying,
that there is no guide for
failed in the 8th; secret treasure
sail away
like dexter morgan sail away
end up on an island
far enough away
no one knows your face
gone lost without a trace
far enough away
no one will know
your name
carrying a backpack filled with old lettuce;
the old you missed out on the new me
truly all bad things come in three
bloody night
they said i’d remember it
for the rest of my life
the first time would be so sweet
nothing would ever replace it
like a mother’s love;
just not how i remember it,
knives in my back,
i’ll remember that
hidden quiz; makeup. on.
sometimes, this is difficult
to beg for answers
everthing is truly a test
but this should have been open book
games being played
answers written on your hand
and i can’t even see the scantron;
laid it down
you, the one in the gown
pride of the hometown
strutting, wearin’ that crown
not ready for that showdown
but this is that countdown
wear it on my chest, i’m that proper noun
but i’m the one that looks like a fucking clown.
the wanderer
the wanderer has no reflection
a boulder tumbling down a road
left bloody by her wife
wonderous by her mistress
alone by her husband
the wanderer has no reflection
they; walk
to find
something
a no name feeling
a response to a question
on a dotted line
written in invisible ink
revealed by
well
the wanderer doesn’t know
if you know
and you see the wanderer
on the road you avoid most
let her know
she misses her wife
empty verse; live mutiny
i. watch. myself. through. a. window.
i lost my pulse
driving away in a hearse
my reflection is a curse
nothing but a blank verse;
i. wouldn’t. wish. this. feeling. on. anyone.
emptiness bred immunity
only one in my community
before banished via mutiny
leaving me with this opportunity;
let. me. leave. this. hell. i. called. home.
Ladders
the night to the day to the, light
all we can do is shoot up, right
baby baby baby give it that time
pennies don’t turn changes to dimes over night
put the ladder all the way up ’til we touchin’ the sky
a world of dreams will never be this high
somehow we gotta find a way;
i wouldn’t wait forever
just shoot your shot
we don’t need no more, no extra
we all we got;
action-
let it be a reaction
just a mental attraction
fighting invisble water
this hole is my alma mater
in love with a lie
thought i could fly
just wanna feel that free
fuck it all if it all ain’t me
somehow we gotta find a way-
bear valley
not the river, but the dam
i only have stop in my vocabulary;
but i see the cracks
the water pushing through
you yelling cannon ball
as you squeeze through my arms;
it’s okay on this side
but over there
i can’t catch you
Saint's Muse 