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Saturday, May 05, 2007

Don't

The street light exposes the face
The eyes expose the hate
A heart twangs with pain
It's been opened, the gate.


Falling are the tears
The dreams cloud over
All that was forgotton
Comes back ten fold.

Posted by einsam at 9:16 PM
Categories: Poetry

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

The feeling

The flesh of his arms buckled and withered
It appears to live it's own life
Underneath, the blood searing through the spidery blue veins
Swirling health to fingers and toes
Swirling fear, hope, pain, gain.
Temples throbbing
Paraesthesia pulses in his limbs
The feeling won't stop, can't stop
Falls to the floor, hands over his screaming ears
Screaming for help, for to be left alone

Posted by einsam at 9:03 PM
Categories: Poetry

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Untitled

Together we were always really
Trying to be free
Never more than for now
Being just as we be

Just touch our voice, feel the words
Hear us love, as you read our heart
Don't weep still, I'm always here
Little though we know, never could it part

Posted by einsam at 7:48 PM
Categories: Poetry

Saturday, September 11, 2004

My heart wants to go, to fall
My head wants to go slow, to climb steadily down
My heart beats against the contraints of my chest
My head struggles to stop the daydreams getting out of hand
My heart wants to give itself to you
My head doesn't want the pain that'll come when you throw it back at me
My heart knows what it wants, you
But my head doesn't know what to do.
Posted by einsam at 7:44 PM
Categories: Poetry

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Falling

Lily white skin
The scar on his cheek
I try so hard
To not fall over weak
I don't want to fall
Into lust once again
I need to learn to live
My life without men

The soft lips of his
Say the right things
To make me feel
Like I have grown wings
I try not to fall
I can't afford pain
All I want is a friend
To help me stay sane

The glint in his eye
As he flashes his grin
I'm greatly tempted
To commit several sins
I must not fall
I dont want to hurt
For now in my life
I just want to flirt

Posted by einsam at 7:43 PM
Categories: Poetry

Saturday, July 24, 1999

Blow Your Little Minds

Just a flash in the pan
To blow your little minds
The nucleus of an atomic mine
Abducted by a Dutchman
Dressed to kill
And he's gonna try

There's no one about
No one to see
What you're about to do
You pick up your gun
Take off your shoe
For someone it's a clue
He flips the switch
A level he pulls
It's gonna be the end
He looks in the sky
Lines up his shot
He's aiming at you

It wasn't your fault
No matter what you feel
He had inner pain
Which nothing could heal

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
What you're gonna do
You mutter some words
Surrounded by smoke
You've disappeared it seems
He shoots anyway
But it's not at you
You wonder who it's at
You look in the sky
Hearing the shot
He falls to the ground

Just a flash in his hand
To blow his little mind
The ending of a man once alive
Abducted by Lucifer
Dressed to kill
And he's the one who'll die

Posted by einsam at 8:30 PM
Categories: Lyrics, Poetry