Two Words

(Based on a short story we read in class by Isabel Allende :P)

They're falling on me, whispered into existence
The load bearing beams of my sanity
are shattering from their deliverance
Impairing the sense of my dignity

Collapsing on the floor
Daydream sweats disturb my routine
I can't get these words out of my skull
Etched into the eyes that never bleed

I'm falling, dissolving
Another meeting prepared for me
I'm tired, of lasting
Without hint of her beauty

Captivated isn't the right word, please excuse my ignorance
"Can you sell me the words for a speech?"
There was no reason to smile, little did I know about her hands
Can you repeat what you said to me?

Please free me, release me
Please stay with me tonight.

Fridge Magnets

Rearrange as you please:

They say love's the only rule
and my heart is no exception
but you know what they say about rules
is that they're meant to be broken

--

If you said that you'd never know, then you'd be lying
If you said you couldn't imagine something that satisfying

--

Half worked half to death; to sleep I owe much debt
Chock full of brain dumps every day
Coupons to help me save on; Angels disguised as my dawn
Every day is the same fill in the blanks.

--

These secrets that cause me grief
beyond belief
of what I thought I wanted to be

--

Drying wet cotton at the back of my throat
Drowning in the doubts of my peers
Tattooed on my chest, melodramatic heart break
Silence as they lent me their ears

--

Strangled by a dog leash and
dragged back down to hell
Pushed to tears as the moon commands the sky
Stuck in my bedroom looking at the same patterns
over and over again

--

I'm a detective on the weekend
I'm totally free with an astrick
Check out my ad and check out who I am
If you're falling over then I'll be your man

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What would you see now?
Would you scoff and roll your eyes?
while Wearing your preppy disguise?
But ma'am you're nothing new to me
a die hard in an action series

Secret on the Sahara

(I write too many of these...)

It's past my time to go to bed,
But that can't keep you out of my head.
I've got my eyes peeled
And kept my lips sealed
In order to moderate my self control.

Strangled by a leash called sympathy
Luck has nothing to do with me
How's it going with Life?
I hear that he's a nice guy
But my tongue's got me tied up with no R's to roll.

I'm drawing lines in the sand that don't exist
I'm walking over tripmines all the time
Luck has nothing to do with anything
Abandonment comes to those who wait in line

I've given you full promises
Now give me a full sedative