Lil-Angel78

the clock strikes midnight
you reach for what you can’t get
the world around you
is stingy and wet

fear rolls in circles
like an angry maelstrom
beautiful faces curdle
and oh here they come

tonight…
blood leaks from eyes
axes deep in brain flesh
everything is a lie
angels and demons mesh

nervous twitches develop
headless riders gallop
you don’t know what you haven’t seen
you kind of forget it’s halloween.

oh, love
that four letter word in my vocabulary
i used and abused it, rolled it around like it didn’t mean nothing
you used it, you abused it, you rolled it around like it didn’t mean nothing
but the difference, my love, the difference is
that you never loved with your dishonest heart
and i loved with my dishonest heart
and tried to love enough for the both of us
but when you’re made of brick,
holes are just too hard to make. i get tired.

you’ve got to meet me on the other side.

home, oh this house is not a home
but i live here, and i cry here and i am here.
where are you? vanishing into the night like an impossible dream.
so hard to grasp, yet you were right there beneath my touch, and i felt the warmth of your cruel cruel affection that’s hurt me so deep.
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Hi. it’s me, the girl that’s been following your abyss of lies.
I know what you like, and I know what you said…
because I hang on to your words like I can hang on to your love.
but it’s not there.
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My blood, it runs cold in my veins.
like you do. i shouldn’t care, no.
because you’re ice, and you’re still.

this is how it is, you laid it out for me,
but the shovel in me is digging…
digging for something further than concrete words.

never found anything, no gold.
just brick. cold, hard, brick.
and you stand there.
you’re smirking, you’re happy, that i’m exhausted.

i’m squinting. i don’t want to see that smile.
must be something behind it,
but no.
just cold blood running through our veins.

the difference
is that my cold blood was once warm
and yours
is still.

A red rose
is a disgusting thing.
oh and love,
same.

you ask me questions
and don’t know the answers,
you know my heart is knotted.
between you and flying away.
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He called me gorgeous
and kissed my lips
I let him do so, knowing that
he thinks we fit.

I wanted to tell him,
he lied everyday,
but looking in my eyes
and telling me he loved me.

how do you know me?
how do you know who i am?
because of my kiss?
or because you’re the man?

you don’t know what i want
or what i think
you don’t know me, stranger
but damn, can you kiss.