catmandingo

I haven't cried in such a long time But I've been thinking about it Although it's hardly something to think about. It's an action, A physical display of emotion, Proof that we're still human But babe, I haven't been human for a while. Although the hurt grows like a tumor Between my heart and the outside world I keep my feelings inside, tucked away I promised myself I wouldn't write you a poem I promised myself I would be over you by now I promised myself I'd stop thinking about you But half of the promises I make are lies And the other half only see fruition By the skin of my crooked teeth So when you see me making good on one

This old woman, Lucid and lonely, She doesn't know why she's here. And this old man, Angry and crying, Knows exactly why he's here. It's these cruel ironies that come to me In between long shifts and puffs of smoke Where I just can't help but laugh at the chaos. How some people were born to millionaires And get to crash seven cars before they pay for one And somehow I can't seem to shake this area, The poverty, the fines to the state. Everything here is designed to pull you back in. If only I could take that leap, I once said. But the spaces drift further apart. And I'm left here staring. Now the world is getting dimmer, You

But what will become of us in this digital age? Our bodies become useless as our skin sags, voices fade, pretty soon they'll be hooking our brains straight into machines. We won't need these arms, we won't need our hearts to pump blood. And everyone you know will have a Facebook, because it will be your body. Your torso will be littered with apps and your face will be your personal info. Your heart will store all your notes and your ears will play music. And other people will see exactly what you want them to see. To the girl of your dreams you'll be a deep-sea diver, complete with a six pack and large muscles. And

Rip down all the party banners Git rid of these balloons Remove all the decorations My heart has built for you 'Cause I just stare at the door Will it ever show your face? I've sat in the dark for years But I've decided to leave this place I can only look you in the eye When you're blue That's just what you do You cry, say you want another try When you're blue But baby, I'm through. I know what I am to you A distraction on lonely nights A soft voice, a gentle whisper, Coming from another time When you go, you take the sunshine with you You take the whole damn sky And now my days are filled with Dirty clothes and cheap win

When it comes to love, baby, You're a chihuaha. If you're sitting in the rain on a dark day, Or if you're sitting on a beach, sun shining, You're shivering either way. Terrified of being alone Like it's a fatal disease You clutch to the one closest Sitting in his lap While he feeds you treats Talking to me, telling me love stories While you take him home for dinner Sleeping in his bed at night, But promising me that I'm the winner But I'm done playing games, I'm done shuffling cards. I'm picking my heart up piece by piece It's all around in shards FYI, that last poem I wrote wasn't about you And this one isn't neither A

So the window closed again, just like I knew it would. It's a cruel game you play, darling. The bell rings and there you are, alone, ball-and-chain lifted, pouting lips just begging. It's at this point when the wolves come running. Like a carcass, they surround you, picking off scraps of your attention. All vying for a shot at being the Mister to your Miss Perfect, the groom on the wedding cake, the male half of the half-heart on the keychain. It's not your fault you're so marry-able. And now I find myself standing in your deli line, clutching my number, waiting for my turn. Like a fancy restaurant, you're always full-up. So I

Ties her shoes, combs her hair It's not the same Her life is a game But the rules have changed Looking out, longing for The world she knew Empty faces and the space Draped in shades of blue She sees his face in the night He haunts her dreams She can't bear the pain So she doesn't sleep Wake me up in the middle of a daydream Wake me up before the silence gets me Somewhere there has to be a refuge Wake me up before I start to miss you Ties her shoes, combs her hair It's not the same She braces herself For brand new day "Just a few baby steps," Her friends all say "Find another man to love And you'll be okay" When that lo

I'm not a puzzle I'm not a maze I'm not a problem to be solved I'm not Rubik's Cube I'm not Sudoku I'm not complicated at all Baby, I'm a slick machine Fueled by a one-track mind Working for a singular view I'm seeing one destination; Like the needle of a compass, I gravitate towards you.