![]() | | |
|
|
#1
| ||||
| ||||
| Pastimes Angel Falling down with integraty Filling up with so much desire Pilling high as not to hurt But pain came to soon Sickness grows as I wonder no Deep feelings tell me to go But I must find out I need to know I turn with a new understanding That maybe it was never to know But I'm not sure to give up 'Cause all I get is..... Thinking of you Looking at you Wanting to be with you But not getting you So I look at my reflection In the scuffed up window That once held a sign That now lays crumbled on the floor Give me an opening To the eyes I see before 'Cause how long I wanted to gaze Into your soul window Wishing of no name Hoping for a better day That will bring me to life Bring me to you Prying my third eye open Just to glance at you walk by As not to fall I see you fly ~skylar |
|
#2
| ||||
| ||||
| I seriously like it. I am going to use those words on one of my songs. I hope you don't mind if I claim ownership of the poem... Im just messing with you. I would never steal intellectual property. Cheers |
|
#3
| ||||
| ||||
| Re: Pastimes Well I got another........ It's called Lost Words I'll protect you from your enemies I'll protect you from all your deepest fears I'll kill the ones who lied I'll kill the people who hurt I'll surrender to you I'll surrender to your kiss Lost words, Lost love birds Wondering in an epic world Of hate, lies, that make people die Surrendering to lust I'll protect you from your friends I'll protect you from your goals I'll kill those who walk I'll kill the ones who talk I'll surrender to this lust I'll surrender to your touch Lost words, Lost love birds Running from the world That grips every little boy and girl Who don't surrender to lust ~Skylar |
|
#4
| ||||
| ||||
| Re: Pastimes I killed myself today To see if anybody would care I spoke out to you The only one I need The taste makes a face The only thing I know Tried to drain it all away But it keeps coming back everyday What have I become My precious friend Every thing I told Will last in the end And I have let you down I have torn it a part Everything I knew Has gone down the drain I sit and stare at you Like it was a priceless pearl Full of wanting thoughts That just can't be satisfied You are what I need And I am what makes it hurt You made a plug And I made the drain What have I become My precious friend Everything I knew Has gone down the drain And I have let you down I have torn it a part Everything I knew Has gone down the drain Please believe me I have not seen What I'm saying to you Your thoughts are so pure I created all of this Like it was a fire I lead it spread Untill there was no more fire What have I become My precious friend Everything I knew Has gone down the drain And I have let you down I have torn it a part Everything I knew Has gone down the drain © Skylar Brickman |
|
#5
| ||||
| ||||
| Re: Pastimes I only read the first one and I like it! It flows very well without having a distinct rhythm in rhyming. The words fit together well. |
|
#9
| ||||
| ||||
| Re: Pastimes The Path Is Set This trail is silenced with the town From the bodies you left lying on the ground Scattered from dismemberment all around Broken pieces of glass now bound To your arms as you take another While you relapse back into a slumber Unknown to the queue messenger That taps beneath the cellur floor Waiting for a reply at the door While the benumbing becomes more Only to find in bed a dead whore ~Skylar |