Cheese
toothy sparkles
like cheshire cats they be
bright in pink and orange
a picture speaks a thousand words they say
well this one holds a million more
Overdrive
I still do drive like i'll kill sometimes. someone else of course. is that a confession? not really. its just excessive control for me and the little lack of it somewhere else. the front left wheel maybe which skids around every time i turn that steering a bit too much. high speeds, a screech, spin, sand flying and adrenaline rushing. breathe. slam that throttle, no time to waste. touching a 100 in no time swerving through trucks and traffic. lower gears, squeeze into just enough space and push it again. its a high. a hair raising high. that lil hair at the back of the neck. goosebumps. if i dont come back someday, we'll know where i am .. still on the road of course.
Murder
its a beautiful view, green and blue
stretching farther than i could hope to see
but i will , and do , as i close my eyes
i take the jump, fall a thousand miles
stretch my hands and feel free, like never before.
they sent me here
no they didnt tell me to
but they sent me to this
to a life beyond the one i live
because i dont live, as they see it
i am a bane, a repulse, a reason to flinch
they do , they all do, make me.
but all i spoke was the truth
all i believed was the truth, my truth
something they can never hope to understand
or see with their conditioned minds.
but are they worth it .. i think not
i open my eyes and walk back
to my life, to live it all over again.
black
and it rains
every drop piercing through me
suffocating me
making me want to pull those chains away
its a bitter sweet pain
staying enclosed
how long will i take it
pondering away
a slash a slit
sounds of a crash
swift swishes
all in my head
i'll let it be
but for how long...