"LOVE REIGN O'ER ME!" --Reign [reyn] n. :to have control, rule, or influence of any kind...
These are all random poems that i never posted in my blog. why is this? i have no idea. enjoy them anyway.
"Puddles of Nonsense in a Storm of Bullshit"
written for the illiterate part of my brain
The quick slip of a gripped lip,
Left the resounded, grounded in their quips.
The short sort of a warped corpse,
Gathered the ants in a dance no one dare force...
Therefore the bare floor creaked,
In a Manor that hung lanterns in the sneaks.
You may ask the stained glass,
But the bare fact is still tracked by any empty flask...
Who dare speak?
"What Would Isaac Do?"
written for Issac Brock
The sun broke down in the middle of the day,
It fell straight down to the bottom of the lake,
The moon cried stars that fell back home,
and they washed my body, and they washed my bones.
We were all looking clean and we were all looking down,
At the sun, waiting for it to come up from the ground,
Nobody there knew what should’ve been done,
But soon enough we’d all be dead from staring at the sun.
There was a point in life where I missed the point,
Cuz it came too fast, and I was too slow,
But I miss it now, and I miss it more,
Than any of you will ever know!
"The Firefly That Knew More Than Me"
written for the bugs =)
today i caught a firefly,
resting on a pedal,
upon his neck, he wore,
a silver-coated medal...
in my hands, he floated 'round,
and then looked up at me,
"i am the brightest firefly,
that you will ever see!"
"i got me this medal, here,
from having the brightest glow!"
and it seemed true, because he glew,
even brighter than the snow...
so i opened up, and set him free,
and he floated about my nose,
"the stars are always shining,
and the grass it always grows...
but nevertheless, i must confess,
it all will cease to begin,
because there's only so much, that we can give,
before we never glow again..."
"Pretty Sure, Minus the Sure"
written for no one in particular
Yes, I'm pretty certain that I'm inlove,
Now you ask, how am I sure?
Well I see you all too clearly,
While all the other faces blur.
Yes, I'm pretty sure that you're the one,
There's not much left for me to say,
If your heart's a map, then I'm a sap,
Who's clearly lost his way.
And in your heart, I promise you,
I'm no regular collection;
But, me being the guy I am,
I won't ask for directions...
Yes, I'm damn sure that I NEED you,
Now you ask, why is this?
Well all other mouths seem dry and cracked,
But I would never go thirsty, kissing your lips.
"Without The Safety-Net"
written for the people that I love
if it wasn't for this bottle,
i wouldn't have the guts to speak,
without the safety-net of whiskey,
i'm as boring as you are weak...
if it wasn't for guitar,
my words would seem so pale,
without the safety-net of music,
my vocal chords would fail...
and if it wasn't for your smile,
then my smile wouldn't breathe,
without the safety-net of passion,
you would never fall for me...
"Pretty Girl"
written for Madelyn Nicholas
everyone thinks you're pretty,
and everyone knows your name;
this is just a drop in the ocean,
but i think just the same...
you're a close call, and i'm a safe bet,
water's getting warm, but no one's jumping yet;
soon enough we'll probably see,
love is nothing what it's supposed to be...
"When It's Dark"
a lullaby written for Brianna Johsnon
when it's dark, and I can see,
the silhouettes of all the trees;
there is no one else around,
so I can soak in every sound...
when it's light, and i'm asleep,
i'll dream of you, when you're with me,
and i'll pretend that you're around,
and I will soak in every sound...
when it's cold, and i'm alone,
away from all the clocks and phones,
i'll wish that you were here inside,
these walls that grow so very tight...
and when it's warm, and I'm outside,
we'll walk together, you and I,
and I won't care who we're around,
cause I'm with you, safe and sound...
"Michelle pt.2"
written for Michelle Gray
I sat against the wall, breathing in the alcohol. The stain, still fresh on your lips, reminded me of what you said. You told me of how he beat you, and how he made you feel insignificant. I desperately try to convince you of your safety, and I hold you close to my side...Yet, you still tremble.
The dialogue is being spun so fast around the room, that we all find ourselves falling to the ground. Everyone wants to believe what everyone else is saying, but we all know we're shitfaced. I can already feel the regret, of forcing this upon you, begin to tear at my skin.
There are so many things I need to say, but not a single, solid thought passes through my mind. So, I only end up saying what everyone says...I'm sorry.
Tomorrow things will be better. You'll go to work, and we'll discuss this over coffee, that neither of us will drink. I'll comfort you the best I can, as we stumble to our words, staring blankly at the floor. I just wish I could have held you that night, because I know that this will scar you forever.
"White Looks Good On You"
written for Ashley Orr
Lock me tight against the wall. Plastered tiles, longing for color; windows needing room to breathe. At night I can feel the world, soaking in my skin, from the moonlight pouring through, creating shadows, laced with bars. I hear a tapping against the door, in the darkest hour. I keep fooling myself; tricking myself, into believing it's you.
And I will always keep fooling myself; tricking myself, into believing it's you...
"Fuck Buddy"
written for a stoopid someone
This kiss wasn't meant for you,
but your lips got in the way.
As much as I would have loved to stop,
you insisted that I stay.
So I held your hand, and I walked you home,
I bet you felt so lucky.
When I need a favor, I'll look to you,
and remember the way you fucked me.
From Brianna:
oh mylanta.
imma write you a letter, and you're going to put it in your about me when you change it.
DEAREST KYLE,
Hey you. You are so fantastic. You make me smile when I don't want to. You get me excited over things that haven't happened yet. You make me want to keep writing and playing the piano. Whenever I talk to you... I get so happy, and even though I know I should be asleep, you keep me up for that extra half an hour or so. I've known you for a long time... and it's sad that there's so much space between us. I love talking to you... and even though we're 2 states away, when I talk to you, I feel like I'm right there. You make me happy:] and you make me smile. I trust you with everything, and I appreciate every moment I spend talking to you. i do love you... and I hate missing you.
LOVE
brianna j
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