Thursday, July 29, 2010

Gunpowder

If it’d only light…
It’s not like there’re no sparks every day/night.
It’d start easy, fast,
Just that I’m kinda scared to freak out at last.
Freak out…
Oh I’d be launching projectile words,
I’d be set on automatic, make sure you heard
How I think that every idea you’ve got is absurd,
That every day in the house I feel unnerved,
And that I don’t like the way you talk to me anymore.

1 comment:

  1. It's almost time...
    Where we're going, I know we'll do fine.
    Just thinking of people I trust, people so near.
    It's not always easy to be going away from here.
    Going away...
    The dark veil embraces the thoughts.
    I wish everything would die away without a peep.
    Only so far, I can let these feelings seep.
    Wraping their twisted hands, making me miss the leap.
    I wish that I could have said something to them.

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