Saturday, May 8, 2010

back and forth
back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back
and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth.........its never ending
At a moments glance I ma here; and yet at another I am there. i can shine
bright one moment and enjoy my surroundings:(then at another I want nothing More
then to seclude to my darkness and become another.]

Do you understand
how hard it is to be two people at once? can you comprehend?

back and
forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth
back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back and forth back
and forth. Back again...

you take my breath away. this feeling of utter
completeness like i have tonight..i miss this. i miss this side. once the storm
comes back home things will change again, i have to be someone else. i have to
be the person you want me to me and not the person i want. are wants just that?;
wants? please do tell.

i;m too of age for this. don't you agree? why
live in a City built on fear and sorrow? this is not who i am. im done. accept
it or not; decide now because tomorrow i decide for you.

who are you?
why are you here? Can you please take me away? take me to the other end of this
misery. this {Body} has had enough. yet still not enough...Meow
i'd trade my
independence for my youth once more. i'd trade one Hundred years to go back and
change my ways.:or would I? You are right; probably not. You are always right
aren't you. Silly; you are. i lie. Don;t leave me. Set me Free


i hope you enjoy your day tomorrow. you do not Deserve it. i dont know
if things will ever change. please stop. please leave me. Let me be.

{my Soul cries" on Repeat...why tonight?

Friday, May 7, 2010

tonight is the night to shine
tonight is the night to enjoy one of Life's little pleasures
i shall
wear the colors black and white yet deep down i am dying to wear the blue red
and white. i will sit in general form. act like a lady. cross my legs and try to
fit in. cover the scars on my body and blend in. enjoy the taste of my beer.
enjoy the taste of the warm meat. please hold the mustard, eh. i will admire
those who are more compensated for me for less entertaining work. i will smile
at the empty seat next to me that you once shared. i will enjoy other company
for once. it sends chills down my spine to intake the smells around me of grass
and refreshing air. the man selling my intoxication for the night has a voice
that makes me giggle. i wonder what other things this man has in his pockets
that could make me smile wider. the woman behind me yelling obscenities makes me
curious. i like her. i can feel the man to my left with his fiery eyes starring
down my shirt. quite nice aren't they sir?. i look be ind me and see hundreds. i
look in front of me and there is no one but grass and i think to myself; how did
i get so lucky? things in life like this should be free. memories that come from
nights like tonight should be written down in books and sold for free. oh the
lights. how beautiful at night they are. up, up, up, GONE....bravo. did you see
that? Yes, yes i did.
is it strange that i sit here and ponder what tomorrow
brings? ah, Sunday; we know what happens then but tomorrow. i look around and
wonder what they will all be doing tomorrow. talking up of this wonderful
entertainment we are experiencing? updating their pictures of the splendor that
came from this dark eve? I'll conform. I'll do it. i've been waiting to jump on.
or at least: Jump.

one Moment: one more sir. one for my friend too. she
needs it more then i so, please be kind. don't shake. Lets share a laugh and a
smile. next week will not be so much fun for her. her demons AR coming for her
and there is nothing i can do to save her. i take her to you, so let us enjoy
this. shall we?

oh that is the plan.

Good
Eve

Thursday, May 6, 2010


tonight i feel so weak
but all in love is fair
i turn the other cheek
i feel the Slap and the Sting of the foul night air

i know you are only human
i haven't got talking room
tonight while i am making excuses
someother woman is making love to you

i'm burning alive

this is out of control
she has my heart and my body and my mind but....
tonight the Sweet Devil...the Sweet Devils' got my Soul

will this aching pass?
will this night be through?
i want to hear the breaking glass
i want to feel the steal of the Red Hot truth
i's do anything to get it out of my mind
i need some insanity or that temporary kind
tell me how to lie
will it ever be the same?
when i know she is whispering your name?
devil wants my Soul





Wednesday, May 5, 2010

oh how i become inspired to write every time i look at you.
oh how i imagine what your body would look like next to mine

i imagine how you would correct my punctuation
i imagine how you would taste in my mouth
i imagine how your skin would feel on mine
i imagine the words that would escape your mouth and inspire my ears
i imagine what makes you laugh
i imagine walking next to you and feeling the same breeze
i imagine what your voice sounds like after a few Bourbons
i imagine if you would find me weird that i like to hide away in my room
i imagine if you will judge me on what i look like
i imagine what your first words will be to me
i imagine if you snore at night
i imagine if you like to laugh and what your laugh may sound like
i imagine if you like to sleep with the light on or off
i imagine if you eat with your mouth open or closed
i imagine if you would appreciate my body as i do
i imagine if you will hate my parents at times as much as i do
i imagine what your first "lie" to me will be
i imagine if you will recognize me 10 years from now
i imagine if you will wipe my tears
i imagine if you will hold my hair back
i imagine if you will "pull" my hair
i imagine if you will inspire me to be who i have always wanted to be
i imagine if i will inspire you to be who you have always wanted to be
i imagine if you will take me to places i have never seen
i imagine if you will take my body to places it has never seen
i imagine if you will get me to take a smoke again
i imagine if you will understand the fact i enjoy a good beer once in awhile
i imagine if you will understand my life
i imagine if you will make me loose my voice in Ecstasy
i imagine if you will find places on me that i have yet to find
i imagine if you will run your hands through my hair and tell me "yeah, you are OK"
i imagine if you will take me to where you feel safe
i imagine if you tell me my writing is AWFUL
i imagine if you will tell me i am beautiful
i imagine if you would like to dance to me
i imagine if you will be playful with me
i imagine if you will be rude to me
i imagine if you will tell me i am a Bitch
i imagine if you will call me just so i can hear you breathe
i imagine you taking a bath with me
i imagine you walking with me
i imagine you telling me to "jump on"
i imagine you telling me you hate me
i imagine you being you and nothing else
i imagine the beauty that surrounds you and why i can not be there. it makes me sad
i imagine if you can keep your word or not young soul
i imagine if you feel as old as i do in this body
i imagine if you will respect my body as i will respect yours
i imagine if you will ever be tempted to tempt me
i imagine if you will make me laugh once more

I imagine you. at any given time.
There are theives, who rob us blind,
and kings, who kill us fine,
but steady, the rights and the wrongs
invade us, as innocent song.
I'm not ready, I'm not ready
For the weight of us, for the weight of all of us.

There's a cold heart, burried beneath,
and warm blood, running deep.
Secrets - are mine to keep
protected by silent sleep
I'm not ready,

The time has come, let us be brave....
Shake off all of your sins, the time has come....
Tout le monde est une drôle de personne,
Et tout le monde a l'âme emmêlée,
Tout le monde a de l'enfance qui ronronne,
Au fond d'une poche oubliée,
Tout le monde a des restes de rêves,
Et des coins de vie dévastés

Il faudrait que tout l'monde réclame auprès des autorités,
Une loi contre toute notre solitude,
Que personne ne soit oublié,
Et que personne ne soit oublié

Il faudrait que tout l'monde réclame auprès des autorités,
Une loi contre toute notre indifférence,
Que personne ne soit oublié,
Et que personne ne soit oublié.

Tout le monde est une drôle de personne,
Et tout le monde a une âme emmêlée,
Tout le monde a de l'enfance qui résonne,
Au fond d'une heure oubliée,



Translation:


everyone is a strange sort of person
and everyone's got a mixed up soul
everyone has a childhood that hums
deep inside a forgotten pocket
everyone has dream remnants
and devasted corners of lives
one day everyone looked for something
but everyone found nothing


everyone should demand from the authorities
a law that casts out our solitude
so that no one is forgotten
and that no one is forgotten

everyone has one life that is passing
but no one remembers
i see those who fold, and even break it
and those who don't even see it

everyone is a strange sort of person
and everyone's got a mixed up soul
everyone has a childhood that echoes
deep inside a forgotten hour

Please play Me