Showing posts with label Feeling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Feeling. Show all posts

Sunday, October 11, 2009

your song on the radio.


It starts slow and than the bridge begins to build to the chorus, thoughts soaring in my head.
My neck begins to crease, my eyes begin to light up
And I gently turn up the volume of the stereo

I'm struck suddenly; the hairs on my neck stand on end and I feel weak
After all, sometimes it's the strongest memories from such a simple song that
Are caught beneath the landslide of life
You forget about these things and you let it go,
Slide, drain, empty from inside you
But still, there's a faint residue of remembrance of what used to be
Of phone calls at five in the morning
Sleeping in, sending texts you always wanted to save
Thinking of our demise makes me sick, and I think you should know,
No one has ever felt the way I felt about you

It hurts to think,
It's a little impossible to keep on this drive
And worse, I wish I never turned on the radio
Sometimes I wish it was just you and I, summer of 05

Some day you will find me
I know you will find me
After all, you knew me best
And you tried to hold on better than the rest

Monday, September 14, 2009

Speaking from the other side of the heart

Every feeling that we get
When you're home alone, with your worst thoughts on your mind
When you can't miss anyone anymore
And when your thoughts can't seem to look up
After every hit we take
Every personal insult we laugh off and try to shake
The very people you smile at, but wish left your life
They hurt

This isn't supposed to be pretty or creative writing
It's simply powerful and expresses the bitterness we feel
You know that crazy feeling that just builds and builds
That gives you a rush of pure anxiety and is deep within you
The one where you want to lash out because of the hurt they caused you
I know that feeling, we all have that feeling
Why don't we let our thoughts for once, have meaning?
You hurt.



Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Stepping forward.

The sun beats down fiercely on my back.
My hands have already dried, leaving a gritty feeling of dried salt on my fingers.
Your hands are completely flat while you casually lie on your front, soaking up the deep rays.
My eyes start to droop, and my head begins to feel weighted down with rocks. I fall fast asleep, allowing the warm Mediterranean air to wash over me, peaking at a crescendo of a perfect sleep.

Cold water droplets on my back awakes me, freezing the very hair on my neck, passing frigid chills all the way down my body. I roll over quickly and attempt to bury my back in the sun blanket, all the while slowly opening my eyes. You're so gorgeous that I can't help but stare. My lips curl slowly into a wide smile and I squint, gently, as the fading light (already dusk? I wonder) reaches my peripheral vision. You look so happy, your long dark hair falls naturally from your shoulders and curls down beautifully over your neck, matching your tanned skin and that cute necklace I've always loved. We hold contact and you slowly position your lips on mine, held there in this expanse of meaningless time. I reach to touch you, to let you know you I'm awake, but you laugh at me, and forcefully grab my arm and attempt to pull me to my feet. Cute is what you aim for, and you're hitting it like you just can't miss.
"Time to swim, sleepy boy."

I glance at the water, foreboding, dark and churning, and I slightly shudder. I wish I could go back to my warmth. That's what happens when you fall asleep dreaming of her. Reaching back I grab your hand, tightly, and we wade into the water.
I let the waves lap at the bottom of my swim trunks, debating whether I can survive these temperatures. You are already up to your chest and you turn to face me, your face aglow in the pink sky.
"Come hereeee" you call.
I'm about to wade forward, but....
I gaze towards you, and realize this is the step I've been meaning to take for a while now. That step. The one where you're all I want.
I wade forward.
Perfect.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Move for me


I truly feel rested and prepared for what is ahead. My nerves have settled.
Move for me. I'll move for you.
DJ, turn the lights down, let the speakers flow their sound.
It's a sight that should always be repeated. Tangled arms, interwoven features, no chance for escape.
The stars have never shone so bright.
I hold this moment, clenched teeth erase a betraying of my own fear, substanceless.
I feel every junction of your body pulsing subsequently in time with my own.
The greatest part of your being is your ability to throw me haphazardly, into you so deeply.
Spiraling into an abyss. Locked in a dungeon. Encaged by your legs and fingers.
There's a specific beauty to your collarbones, a sharp point of contention, rising from the depths of your skin
It is you, that drives my soul, where I lose control.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Suddenly

Suddenly I'm not sure anymore
If I want this to be what I thought anymore
Now isn't the time to think change, it's to pull myself closer
Early as this may be, the clouds are only getting darker
After it's all said and done, will I still be the one
Daring to pull away after coming this close?


Saturday, March 21, 2009

We're singing

Our voice is the loudest in these groves
Heavy with the sense of resentment
We used to be so much different
When I started, you knew that I always meant it
I knew I could make a difference
We started to see it's only a matter of time

Words appeared on my page
Faster than I could pull us away
And I knew this, I knew it
But watch you ruin it
The sparkling spotlight, the focus
The feelings, the preparation of stage
Don't say you are ready to turn the page

So now this book has been written
Our pages have been read,
All we have to say is time goes on
Time no longer means anything
Days and hours on the road on this stray light
It didn't mean anything, nothing at all.



Saturday, February 28, 2009

You're a season

The waves of our resistance define our choices. The consequences of our actions are unparalleled. We drift, spiral, vanish, beyond the means of reason. I don't truly like this; I don't like letting go, going slow, pushing my thoughts of you aside. If you just didn't have that silly smile, the one where I pull you in, gravitate, and run my fingers through your hair. Your dark, dark, cold hair.

It's
our roots. We stem from issues unresolved, complications, triangulations, pieces of our hearts spinning by day, thriving at night. Talking through issues, skipping work, playing by ear, remember? Calling you on the phone talking until the sky begins to open, with warm shafts of light press down upon us. Your hand that was in mine. These are the days I live for.

Unequal
, inconsequential, insatiable, our appetite grows. It's hard to be the better man, when you keep on dying. Let the pale, still, earth glow and let your eyes open to this new season. It is now just a period of life, where we let go of our strife, our delights, moving for the sake of motion. It's such a dangerous business to keep your thick, desolate door open when these winds blow in; who knows what will push through to you. Never give up.

I say this in honesty, repentance, and inspiration. You were the reason for my innovation, in and out. The waves lap against the house, our shaky foundations built on mud. It's hard to be intertwined when the bricks you build with are made of sand, right? Like a lock in a door, a room to a hallway, wheels to a car, pillow to a bed, I still embrace you. Keep your pretty head up and never let go. This is our season.



Friday, February 13, 2009

Sway Tonight

Shadows dance, spin, and spiral across
The streets, the movement of the sun fading away reveals a horizon
So unpredictably amber; its as if God has stroked a magical brush
Through the landscape and tracing the outline of the stars in the sky
The glow of our city, blended with heat make us wish we could fly
The dimming sun is setting and we begin sweating
Relax, relax, let the senses of your reflexes act.

We drive in silence, in pure unattainable lust,
Agony, excitement, this is such a rush
Our fingers intertwined, the streetlights pave our way
The look of desire on your face is all you betray
It's hard to drive straight when I'm in such disarray
The wave of heat fills this space and I let out a smile
I'm keeping this heat trapped, never letting you go
It's so hard to drive when you won't go slow...

I watch the kiss and it turns me on
It makes me feel as though I am helpless and there is nothing else
I pull her down towards me, I stare right through her
When I hold your narrow waist and pull you tight
I wish this was what life was always like
The way your arms feel around my back, relax, relax
Let the senses of your reflexes act.

We sway, so sway, never let this end
The magic, this aggressive passion descend
Pulling us close, swaying like ghosts
I give it all, I won't fade away
I give it all, I won't fade away
I give it all, I won't fade away



Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Take this and swallow


I'm so paid I don't have to work to pull off another. I just take a look, if you're worth it, I'll work it; I make eye contact and pull you right over. We will get to the introductions, the teasing, the smiles; the way your eyes stare right through mine like you're running the quarter mile. I'll push you away with a laugh and you'll come back, its part of the game, another angle of attack. I'll pull you close and take your number, the chance that I'll call you later that night is never. I'll walk back to my friends, feeling your eyes heat up my back, girl you know I want it like that.
We'll pull out on town and do it up, droptop or not, we're not living it rough. I'll exchange you paying for me with a guarantee I'll make your life, that very night. I make you work for me, I'm better than your last one, to a more tolerable degree. I'm the challenge you've always wanted. We'll be so close, that our fingers will memorize the grooves of our palms. I know that's all you want.
Why is it that I can't make this work? I know I'm sweet and you are gorgeous, but where's the attraction? Lets be honest, you're just a distraction for her.
I can't get over you.
Well take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
Goodbye to love,
Well it's a ride that'll push you up
Right against the wall.


Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The most blunt part of you

Is the way your mouth says no, and your eyes say yes.
How can I say no to something already predetermined before?
Brilliance, luminescence, tumbling
Aftershock, destruction, uncertainty
Reawakening, comfort, unequality
Cascading, enrapturing, terrifying
Spiraling, softly
Falling
For you.



Sunday, December 28, 2008

Ursa Minor


I love you.
like the sun crossing the sky,
you're the reason why
I want to take this farther.

I look at you,
like I'm staring right through you,
and I thought you should know
that you're who I pursue.

Today I fell down,
and bruised my shin with your heart
I can't believe how perfect this has been
ever since the very start.

I notice the smoothness of your skin
the way your collarbones meet Polaris
they are the wonderful part of our Ursa Minor
we glitter brighter than ever.

That sudden day
we stopped our communication
intuition and your sudden radiation
it was different, an uncalled aberration.

What glitters is gold I'm told
it seems as of late, we just unfold
its not supposed to be like this
the tide doesn't come in as far.

Remember those days we sat on that log,
our affection just went just so far
starry eyed in that fog I swear!
you''ll make it through, I promise.

I touch you once,
I touch you twice, I won't let go at any price;
I needed you now, like I needed you than
You always said we'd meet again.

The crunching of your steps
we don't see eye to eye
the way you shudder at goodbye
the look over your shoulder
I realize you couldn't be any colder.

-Tyler Stunna-



Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Take Apart Your Head

Goodbye to love,
Well it's a ride that will push you up
Right against the wall
Take apart your head
Right against the wall
Chew it up and swallow it

You burnt bright but you run out
I fell asleep at the incline
I can't shake this little feeling
I'll never get anything right

Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say, "I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in"
Well when we were made we were set apart
But life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming, the storm is coming in.

-Tyler Stunna-


Credit goes to Brand New for its lyrics which are contained in this entry.