Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Itty Bitty Peices

Like a photograph
I stuck you to my mirror
Expecting you to stay
& never change at all.
It was perfect
Picturesque & wonderful
Filled my world with itty bitty pieces of perfect.

Tyranical & infamously
Petulant & ever gracely
War of words, clandescent pain
We'll never be like that again.
Howling like the sands of time
Through an evenrescent chime
roundabout of shattered grey
You've gone away.

Like a photograph
I want to tear you up
& forget everything
Nothing happened here at all.
Perfectly.
Removed from my memory
Filling my world with itty bitty peices
of forgotten you.

Slip

Little angel,
Little angel.
Why you gotta look at me like-
Like you wanna mess me up.

Drawing paces
She's insatiable.
Its unbelievable how your mystery can still be hidden.

If she could slip through your fingers,
Then she would slip through the hands of time.
And all you try & fight & hide the pain inside
She can still sense it in your eyes.

Little angel,
Little angel,
I will never understand
How you can be so blase

Pulling faces,
She's indescribable.
Dancing round your head
Like sugar plum faeries in your bed.

If she could slip through your fingers
Then she would slip through the hands of time.
And all you try & fight to hide the pain inside
But theres still nothing in your eyes.