Anyone would lose
To you
So many songs
About the one
That got away
And you know,
You’re that
For me
Years
Seconds
Mere moments
Can explode
That energy you once
Gave me
Lays waste to a
Nuclear plant
And out of its tank
It radiates everything
Cyanide tastes like
Pepper on a meal
With meat cured by
Half lives
Like I could never
Bring myself to
Ask you out again
But I do
I much want to be
Crazy in love
And carefree
As can possibly be
But how realistic
These thoughts
Are
Is something I can’t see
Who dares wins when
You get up and
Say
Something
“Hey
Would you like
To get
Together sometime?”
Like my addiction hasn’t
Taken pages and pen ink
Enough already
But I wish to taste the
Mental spice
Cyanide
Between my lips
And see what fits
And ships
Fuck
What am I even
Doing?
These words I spin
You’ll never read
Like I’m locked
In a tower
And can see the land
From my
Vantage I can’t singe
More sheets of paper
With a friction hot
Pen nib
I take a seat
At my desk and
Write something fresh
That you won’t ever see
Did I think
These words would
Make you think about
Seeing how I see you now?
I don’t
Even know anymore
What I get out of writing
Things like this
But I can and I do
Maybe this is something you
Will see one day
And make you think of me
Realization radiation
Fallout from a breakup
Now half a life ago
And now I think I know
That once again a wave
Has hit
And you’re something
I want again
It’s bad to say
Like I haven’t seen
That thinking things
Like this doesn’t do shit
Yet here I write
In the vague hope
That someone will read this
And at least fucking know
Anyone would lose
To you
Consume Reality! 