Like a thief in the night,she sneaked into my mind, poisoning my thoughts, her eyes telling me somthing, begging my soul to lose, flaunting and struting, her body erupting, tall and towering, beautiful and stunning, eyes like pearls shimmering in the ocean bed, i think im lost in her, she has me trapped, no map, trying to find my conscious, rice grain in a haystack, cant stay away or and nap, her soul is haunting me when i relax, like these drugs calling me back to relapse, run laps just to not think about her smile, getting hard imagining her whispering, lipstick grazing my ear, chris stay for the night, it is hard to fight, she has a man alright, when she undresses, all i can say is yes, my mind is telling me it is wrong, my hands fighting for its right, sex is part of the song, her hips cant be wrong, why is temptation so good, why is doing wrong so easy, why does it have to be her, my new nickname, mr. homewrecker.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
A walk outside I notice a dead tree
Crooked is the wind as it blows against my thin skin,rough hands as it climbs the tree of death decay and deceit, a widow, the leaves fall off, separate, skinny branches look like skinny fingers of death, fear comes near, cold wind shivers, the moonlight quivers, the shadows come nearner, heart beating like african drums, i close my eyes, praying my beliefs paint a wall of hope,
Can't sleep
Thousand sheep and counting,
Staring at the ceiling,
Cant sleep again,
Mind wandering,
Isomia is like an Unending road,
Haunted memories,
Lonely night lonely home
The only ghost awake,
Tired but cant retire,
Staring at the shelf but cant expire,
Hungry groggy
No taste no feeling,
Peace, i forgot the feeling