Sunday, June 13, 2010

summer

Sixty miles an hour, driving towards a wall
Running to the sunset, bracing for the fall
Lighting up a cigarette, forgetting to inhale
Walking through the forest, looking for a trail.

Sunglasses and sunscreen, to cover up my face
Cover up your ashes - we can't leave a trace
Of any of our lying, because they can see us here
Waiting to find on us the tell-tale scent of fear.

I've got one twenty-seven, take it and we'll share
We can love each other, but we have to stay aware
Listen for their footsteps, I promise they'll be loud
Sing for us, angel, I promise I'll be proud.

Just past the sunset, somewhere in your eyes,
The whole world's lit up with all the fireflies.
Dusk has passed and we're all alone,
In the loudest silence that we've ever known.

We need to find some fire; it's going to get dark
And we can't stay out past curfew, here at Cherry Park.

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I really should stop wandering through people's old blog posts. I'm tired of feeling nauseous over shit that doesn't even matter anymore.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

it's almost three am

and I can't believe I missed your call.
the hours slid by on a rollercoaster track, racing through my mind, blurs of colors and loud music with no end. my heart raced all night and you were nowhere near me.

I fell asleep listening to my own chaos, instead of your voice like music in my ears.

I was young and stupid then, but I'm older now - please still need me in the morning.

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2:22 a.m. You have four missed calls.
9:16, 9;17, 9:21, 9:58.
For an hour, you were missed, but you wouldn't even pick up the phone. How could you be so heartless...
You have three unheard messages. First unheard message. Second unheard message. Third unheard message. First skipped message...