helpless

If ever there was a dream
A perfectly perfect dream
Where we would smile
And the stars would shine
I’d stay there.
It gets lonely in the mornings
And cloudy in the day
The wind gets cold and
You never have much to say
Batteries. Gadgets. Delays.
I might as well get paid
For being the *itch
With the leash
Muzzled at birth
Freed only to feed
On food that isn’t mine.

disclaimer. this doesn't say anything abt me. consider it my doodle beyond the margin. enjoy ;)

confessions. boxes. doors.

Most of my friends are imaginary
So try a smile, I’ll sing like a canary
And toss my darkest secrets out
What a stupid, stupid lout,
You’ll think. I know you will.
This girl’s an overspill
On my table, on my clothes
A bottle of champagne
And a bag of bones

mine.

I’m holding every breath for you baby

You’re the one, you have to be

No broken steps, no jammed doors

Outside, it’s ugly and it pours

From head to toe, soul to body heat

Inside, it’s warm – I rewind, repeat

Every last heart beat

That lets me believe

You belong to me.

Butter.

'Twas a sunny day

when I started to melt

and liquified my way

into a yellow pool, that felt

small.

Thoughts were at idle play

in my big boring head.

So I picked up a blade

and to myself said,

"I'll make myself a pool;

a small shock of red

and we can finger paint,

my love

quietly as i butter my bread."

So paint me a heart

or paint me a rose.

I'll blow you a little kiss

and sleep for evermore.

Of love and hope.

Do you know about the things I could do?
I’d make a bridge and walk over to you.
Cardboard planes don’t work for us
So I guess I’ll walk, thank you very much
Across the bridge I make.
Maybe I’ll run. I don’t want to be too late
To touch your face, to see you smile.
I’ve been waiting a long, long while.

But if God were to send me a hurricane
I’d topple over and break my bones.
Why don’t we say I meet you half way?
That way I’ll still be warm when I go cold

Knowing you were coming for me.

more from X&Y

X - One day, I will tell you what to do. And you will listen.

Y - Pass the jam.

X&Y - can't sleep

X.
i'll switch to unbroken and find another you.
you'll be sorry.

Y.
what's the use?
you come to me emptyhanded every time.

Confused.

i have a hole inside of me
how could it have happened so
dreamers die tragic deaths but
never in life do they sorrow
perhaps a joke, i feign to be
sadness to reap from madness to sow
i know it's stupid, i know
to wish for all that anyhow

i feel the fervor not, tonight
a bit of anger. a bit of spite.
no trace of blissful delight
what do i want to fight?

X&Y - I

This does not say anything about me. I felt inspired by a song. And I thought I should make a note of it. So here it goes to the X&Y series!

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X.
I feel horrible.
Small. Ugly.
And worthless.
It feels like smothering a child, the way I’m trying to forget you. A fragile body that needs to be broken, suffocated and killed. The destruction of a being.
We were never meant to be. Maybe, it was one of my greatest mistakes to believe the contrary.
But baby I’m sitting right next to you. Can you see? I could smile if you wanted.

Y.
I don't see anything.

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