Show Tune Shadows

In the dimly lit room let the show tunes play,
Silhouettes embrace and the shadows they sway,

there is comfort in here from my arms please don't stray,
Ivory keys,
Weak at the knees,
All i ever wanted was to extend each day.

Tell me your story without saying a word, 

Its always been you, 

Though my vision is blurred,

Just hold me close so our thoughts can be heard,

And silently dance to the rain.

Serenaded by darkness,

These feelings have stirred,
You’ll never tire,
There’s still this fire,
When it comes to love I’m uncured. 

Grounded emotions are taking flight,
Inside this room I sealed up tight,
On the edge of some great height,

Held you close with all my might,
Just to keep you in,
Sometimes we’ll spin,
The butterfly’s bite and escape from Within.
Though your kisses are bright,
This love isn’t light, 

Darkness is better you know that I’m right.
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So I have the corny scenario that plays over in my dreams and daydreams. It used to happen a lot in English back in year 11 and especially in that summer and they haven’t stopped since (its 2020, this was published in 2015 and they haven't stopped).

It’s 1:am because my clock says so and the room is dimly lit by 6 or 7 small candles, I can never quite count them all.; There is a draft, but not enough to put out the candles. All the furniture in my room is gone and “it’s a sin to tell a lie” is playing and the echoes are bouncing everywhere; the whole room smells like strawberry licorice. 

It’s all hazy but almost engulfing in that sense, I’m usually overcome by warmth because someone else is in the room. I have no idea who the person in my dreams is. It might not even be a woman, but we just dance to the show tunes until the sun comes up. Wrapped in each others arms the silhouette and I spin our way around the room always coming back together. The stuff gives me the feels just thinking about it. Anyway some day this’ll happen to me, I’m trying to make it happen because It’s clearly a vision of some sort. Show tunes are the most elegant thing ever and to be honest I think I’m gunna take the girl of my dreams to a show tunes ball. I’m in a really good mood at the moment, who knows how long that will last… Everyone should listen to “it’s a sin To tell a lie” by the ink spots. 

Cheesy peace out,

J.

A tale between your legs

A first time ruined and in turn you ruin, 
A train wreck held as a grudge and served in turn,
A whisper that snowballs into a social avalanche,
A ghost who haunts obviously, yet persistently, 
A sickness easy to hide but hard to live with ,
A painless knife sterile and numb, 
A savage beast with grace unmatched, 
You have a right to the tale between your legs.

Walls

If your walls could talk they’d tell you to hold back,
They’re waiting on you, they’re old and ready to crack.
Take all these feeling and stash them somewhere dark,
I can smell your fear; disloyalty in god.
These walls are telling me that his patience is drawing low,
Slowly going insane its all over a show,
No calling your brothers to save you,
Your friends saying emotions are unaffordable material wealth is health.
A lover who turned life rich,
These walls are telling me you are a snitch.
I pray for your walls to crumble,
My mask slips because it’s hard to keep humble.
Your walls are telling me “Put your ear to your heart”,
But that’s impossible when they are falling apart,
Broke other buildings trying to keep me tied,
Realize that if i collapse you would all die..
So when you think about me rewind to the beginning,
About the all times you could smile to the tune of us singing,
About me and you in the summer waking in the morning,
About the signs i missed, i should have seen the warning.
About the days ruined you still continue your life,
And how i think about you to clear up all of the strife,
About the only girl who cared about you when you asked her,
And how shes got the role of the Master.
Walls can talk.


(This is  spin on Kendrick Lamar's "Walls" Verse From: "To Pimp a Butterfly" something that resonated with me)

(Sidenote: This is the last piece i think i will be doing on the whole “Her” Subject that inspires me so much, I’ve just had enough of writing for someone who will never truly see or understand how i feel as much as i write or try to explain, i just dont have the energy... Who knows maybe ill get inspired to do more at some point, but not now; For now im done.)

My Mind Throws A Sales Pitch For Bandages

In hopes of helping you out, I’ve come up with a few cover ups for that hole of yours, Now they aren’t permanent, but hopefully they’ll help.

What about this one? Ahh yes, this one has nylon coating so its strong. it comes in all colors so you can pick the best and it has a lifetime guarantee! 

No? 

How about this one? 24 Karat gold plating, diamond top, built in minibar and disco. Cover up your grievous wound in style! 

No?

This ones ahead of its time, top of the range, long lasting, stable, comfortable and its the last in stock! Guarantee it’ll be gone tomorrow so get it now, while you still can.

No?

This one is custom built, marble finish beautiful, sleek; Antique. this ones seen alot of wear and tear but still comes off so elegant

No?

This one comes in a bundle, they are all short term so you must replace every once and a while, but you’re fine with that. They all look similar and follow the original house style but some are tricky. 

No? Can i stop?

No.



(I have no idea)

Calnder month: Ad'uaray

It was the start at least, a milestone.

It was inevitable,

Romeo and Juliet; you may as well have come from royalty, 

I knew you were going places, modest as you are

We were busy, and the only time I saw you was when I slept; so I slept allot.

The key dream is beating routine,

With every single moment still pristine.

I skipped home more jittery than a meth addict; my drug.

And all of a sudden that first kiss hardened into the last, 

My love, left there,

To be continued,

I’ll see you soon.

And I get the feeling that first time won’t leave me.

Luna Ridere

The moon likes to orchestrate,

And when I feel like it I like to join in,

Sometimes I see it in the day,

Its silhouette gracefully slim.

The moon is crescent when I'm with you, and I'm in love with its pace.

Alas we are so far apart, I find myself missing your face.

Your push and pull so natural now,

I know this beat to well.

You give me too many chances,

I rose and then I fell.

I feel the heat creep from the cold,

Silently warm in my mind.

I feel the rhythm from the deep,

Forever with me but not mine.

i was just an ocean,

And I just wanted you to know,

I was nothing,

Not so special until you made me so.

What do you follow?

Two faces, one mind

Three natures, too grind

cowardly fiend, crossed line

Scary beast, no spine

Silhouette, standing out

Trying to hide, visible doubts

deaf mute, cant hear the shouts

Bountiful harvest, year long drought

beggars plea, final stand

Broken aircraft, where to land?

Broken boy, take his hand

and lead him to a life so grand.