Saturday, 20 December 2008
Monday, 8 December 2008
Keep us Far Apart
If home is where the heart is were all just fucked. I would shoot the sunshine in to my veins, to remember the good old days. It’s so funny the wear I wear an anchor around my neck when being anchored to port feels like a curse. My mind is a safe, and if I keep it, it will be all the rage. My body is an orphanage we take every one in, doing lines of dust and sweat off last nights stage just to feel like you. A roman candle heart keep us far apart.
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
its getting old
Which came first, the music or the misery?
I went to sleep a poet and woke up a fraud. A cliché but I do it best.
I’ve come to terms with behind a footnotes in someone else happiness. I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match, Mr Sandman shines his beam as he enters the room, bouncing back and forth on waves, head like a steal trap. I swore I would never end up like that but behind my back I already have, ‘oh darling I know what your going though.’ Piss off. God I try to tell you, and I get ignored, can’t you see me screaming at you for help? You want to know why I kicked out at the world, regardless of the fact that it always kicks back a lot harder? Because no one is listening. Long live the carcrash hearts.
The sad thing is it isn’t my friends dragging me though this, it’s a little blue disk spinning in my bedroom. “Crowds are won and lost and won again but our hearts beat for the diehards.” The songs own the beating of my heart. I’ll keep believing if you keep singing that lie.
The golden rule is always the cruellest. Sometimes I wonder if its worth it, or are the lives we live just golden plated? The lights of this city are too heavy, when I catch my reflection all I see if the people who don’t have time, don’t listen. Cliché I know but the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens. A stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart, pray you don’t grow up to be. Show me a starry-eyed kid, I wont let him get his hopes up, save him from him self a picture and a note saying; ‘don’t end up like me, it’s only for your own good.’ The stories getting old home wreckers with hearts of gold. It’s been said so many times I don’t think it matters, picking apart and falling apart to songs about hearts. It hurts but I think it was meant to be.
Haven’t you heard the word on the street? I lost it called it quits get in to the sun out from behind the gossip.
XO
Thursday, 20 November 2008
always believe that your heart is right
the sound is of thunder
how you people should wonder
how your ever going to shut up shop tonight.
Wednesday, 5 November 2008
Homecomming
Monday, 21 July 2008
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
if everyone cared
you never ask me how i am
when i talk to you its always about you
don't you notice i'm falling apart
you don't seem to care anymore
its ok i under stand you have beter friends now
i'm not needed anymore
and thus the cycle continues
back to medication
back to swallowing blues
back to trying to live normality
in one room
back to fears
i'm not important enough now
its ok i can handle that
Monday, 16 June 2008
I can't wait to pass the time in my room alone
I feel left out
Strick off
Another few weeks I'll be unknown
I'm off the radar
Off course
I'd love to sleep for the rest of time.
I am not worth the footnotes.
Saturday, 31 May 2008
Saturday, 17 May 2008
the little things
so detached from everything now
cut of from the people i talk to
break me down at least then i feel.
Friday, 9 May 2008
the times have changed
hard to find a new soul
when silence takes its tole.
Thursday, 1 May 2008
doubts
it seemed to easy at the beginning of the year
ABB
its what i need to get in to uni
my best isn't going to cut it this time i have to be better than my best
i have to be better then my best
because the world is out to make me fail
and its starting to work
always going round in my head about the possibilities
i need to get in to uni this year
fuck i want it so fucking bad you do not understand how much i want it
i can't convince myself that i can do this
and the sad part is im starting to think no one else thinks i can do it
i want someone to believe in me
because i dont believe in my self
when i look in the mirror every morning on the way out the door
i see nothing of worth.
a failure in every sense.
Thursday, 24 April 2008
just take it now leave me
The wait is over
I'm now taking over,
You're no longer laughing
I'm not drowning fast enough.
Now every time that I look at myself
"I thought I told you
this world is not for you"
i want to be reborn
and take away the imballence
strike me dead
stop my heart
better off.
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
[pill]ows
The only place I feel at home is crammed into a room with two thousand other people screaming and shouting and screaming until my throat is raw to a rock band, that I should know better than putting my hope in to. Never put your hope on anything, lesson learned. My mind plays games with itself I hear voices screaming at me and I find myself wondering am I doing insane? I’ve got no good in me for anybody. I’ve been ruined by the lies they told so everyone gather round and laugh as my world collapses, its so desperately sad that it has come to this, sad hope that there is something better than this for you. I have dumb ideologies. I used to think I had something ok to say. I keep my mouth shut now. I don’t talk. I don’t communicate. Cutting myself off from the world.
Pushing back the boundaries to where they belong close to my heart, today I was wrong again, once more everyone put your hands together. Don’t waste you sympathy because I made this all, I live my life between the cracks, I slip though the system, I lose I know I always do, always will. I’m hoping before I die I make it up. I live my life without myself in it now, I am autopilot. Plane pilot. Plane crash. Plain crash. Why can’t anyone see? Tired and pushed to the side. Broken whenever I try. Can’t get up again and let everything trickle of my back, can’t try again, I’m letting go. Go to pieces again. Go to peace again but I need you more than I ever did. I need you all the time.
I look at the world and find my self so angry, so desperately sick, along and frightened by all that I see, there isn’t a good heart in me. Dead bolts and steal plates. Cut me off from the noise outside and stop me from leaving, its pointless and worthless to deny that I am scared, that I am scarred, that I am worthless. The fences and walls I have built are being reinforced, lonely and broken, the forgotten, the hidden condition is misunderstood. Illuminate the lights of those who feel the same.
Tired radios play tired songs over and over again same and same, it gets harder every day and it chokes me, I decided I look good in blue. I don’t know what to say, my mind grows weak every time I close my eyes, I can’t control this anymore. When push comes to shove I am alone, I am on my own in my head, there isn’t anyone else out there who can take this away from me, this fucking. I get on the train on my own and my mind spins along with the wheels, watching trees, roads, cattle farms go by and I know I’m close and closer to getting home and hiding in my room again, hide away from the world – shut off. They still laugh at me, they still tease me because of the way I am, every day is the same, this is the same as high school. They don’t care about me, you don’t care. I don’t care anymore. A l o n e.
Monday, 21 April 2008
running a w a y
Blow my mind and shot my heart.
Im falling to deep.
Monday, 14 April 2008
Captain
Friday, 21 March 2008
okasan-twin-chan
While we all hope that life will plateau its not always like that, you see its kinda like a fat kid standing in the middle of greggs when there is only one fudge donut left. Its not always gonna be easy, in the end were all fighting for the last fudge donut (ok I don’t know where that fucking analogy came from!) Its gonna be hard, gonna be tough and its always a fight, but you see we fight the good fight. I have dreams of dancing in the rain, always in line with no one left behind. Well you know what if you can’t be I will be defiant for you, I wont forget how much we pay but despite it all, we’re still doing alright and with friends by out side. We fight the good fight. One day all of this pain and all of this strife will mean nothing to us. This is simply a price your paying for the big things were going to do soon. We got second chances and we’re making the most of it. You know I dream for the days we were kids, want to wash our eyes out, mean everything I have ever said and never be scared but I refused to be ashamed of how ever many doomed attempts it takes to get over this. When I fell apart you were there, without even realising it. You know I’m always going to be here for you.
Friendship is random talking at four am and hugs in the night, its being there when someone needs you, wanting to be there when they need you. You know I would sing it out if I could sing at all that you are not alone, so what sometimes we feel like we never had a hope in hell, fuck it that’s the damage at a dream does. You are not the only one, we are lost but we will be found. There are one hundred thousand tiny lights for all of us who feels the same. Trust me I know what it feels like to be stuck behind deadbolts and steal plates, and you couldn’t leave if you tried. You know it is worthless to deny that you are scared, but all the fences and the walls you build will one day fall. I am in love with the thought that one day we will do better than they tell us. Sometimes were lonely, fell forgotten but your heat is never wrong. I’d send you silver birds if I could to prove I’ll keep these promises I make.
I know you think you have bonfires in your head and criminals in your veins, that the trains off the rails and the devils in the details, that no one notices. But I do.
You know the stars about are starting to spin out a little hope in the night sky, something good is starting to happen at last, let them throw your stones and spit their words. I know you believe in hope and you believe in love and you believe in something more than this, even if you are, I’m not afraid to say it. you can call me dumb and call me on it, I have never claimed to know it all but I know this much; we’re stronger than they know. I believe in everything you do.
Somewhere in the institutions and halfway homes people are on the mend again, there is hope to carry on again, it makes me feel that something is right, no more dirty tricks just more standing out and shouting out. All the money in the world wont save them, we’re coming home. All the prisons that they build wont hold us. Fuck dirty hearts, well fix them up and send them to happy homes, it doesn’t take much to raise a smile, to push the extra mile, I’ll stand with you when things go wrong and say “its not too long until we break though.” Keep your friends close, your enemies wont matter in the end.
Sunday, 16 March 2008
Penny for your thoughts or a dollar for your insults
and pray to god
that he hears my thoughts
because its too much to bear on my own
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
a fortune for your disaster
Thursday, 6 March 2008
we got a big big mess on our hands tonight
fucking cant pass exams you know this shit why are you fucking your life up why are you throwing everything away why are you fucking your whole life up. If you don't get it this time round you are never going to get in to uni you are never going to go you are a fuck up an embarrassment a fucking fat ugly stupid fuck up who does nothing embarrasses yourself. The people around you, your family. Its been a fucking life time since you last did anything. You shouldn't have been born, less of a burden on your family. Less embarrassment. You should have fucking topped yourself the first time round you stupid bitch and save all the hurt and the tears. Fucking cant even kill yourself properly. Your a fucking failure. Always has been always will be.
Thursday, 14 February 2008
Split
Monday, 11 February 2008
I sing the blues and swallow them too.
Sunday, 10 February 2008
At this moment in time
going to make it go away though abuse of the mind.
Its not what matteres that count.
Its like they say whats not there is just as important as what is.
Leave me out of the world.
Out of mind out of your sight.
Leave it rot on its on.
Waste everything to me.
On me.
I wont memories nine numbers and deny my soul
It says leave this shit hole town.
I will leave it crossed arms six foot under
Friday, 8 February 2008
Friday, 25 January 2008
push the point
Everything I do is worthless,
Everything I do crumbles to the ground.
I'm not worth anything no one seems to be able to get that in to their heads.
No one needs to be brought down by me.
So I'm going to lock myself in my world again.
I don't look in the mirror and see someone I want to look at.
I can't even stick to a diet for fuck sake.
Can't get the marks I want in college.
Can't keep the people around me happy.
Can't write.
Can't play.
Can't think.
There is nothing left for me.
I want to fall away, in to what you would consider a coma really.
Trap me between reality and fiction.
I'll be at home there.
Given up life to stand by and idly watch other people pass me by.
Everyone else is passing me by.
Everyone else is going places expect me.
Friends left, moved one and got lives
and here I am stuck in my room,
Stuck at college,
stuck in my head trying to figure out where the hell to start.
Thursday, 24 January 2008
There is no dignity in this.
this is not living, this is surving.
this is trying to get though this with hearts and wrists intact.
i always feel like i am watching the world though water.
disconnected from it all so readly and yet so hard to reconnect again.
i don't understad why or how this happens to me.
all i know it tomorrow i'll give the world a smile so it don't notice.
and tell it everything is alright.
that way it wont notive me anymore.
Wednesday, 23 January 2008
Drive yourself insane tonight its not that far away and I just filled up your tank earlier today.
You are nothing.
Deal with it.
Today is a gift, thats why its called the present.
I understand my friends do their best to deal with this.
Sometimes I don't want you to deal.
I want you to stfu about it and leave me alone.
Then Again I guess I should be thankful for it really.
There is so much to be thankful for,
So damn much.
So than you.
I can be a cunt sometimes I know.
I'm amazed your all still here <3
I think your all amazing,
I think that you all need to a medal the size of a frying pan.
Maybe I'm not aware of everything that goeson around me.
Sometimes I just need a little slap.
Monday, 21 January 2008
lifeasweknowitisover
gonnabreakdownagain
goingtofallbackdownagain
relaxalittleyealsandrelent
loseitintheend
manicmonday
goingtofalldownagain
tuesdayslostagain
goingtofalldownagain
loseingmymind
losingmyhead
emergencyplanisneeded
replacemewithastatue
itwoulddoabetterjob
Sunday, 20 January 2008
Friday, 18 January 2008
Sunday, 13 January 2008
Bring Out The Death Car and We'll Drive Tonight.
Thursday, 10 January 2008
you make me fucking sick
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
if i could gather strength for a final time.
and embrace the history?
BLERUGH
Can't sleep because of the rain.
Spent all night counting the time between gusts insted of sheep.