Post by stupidxgirl on Feb 4, 2006 5:41:29 GMT -6
a/n: I worked really hard on this, I guess it could use more or less or something in the middle LoL. But I just needed to make it work. The first stanza came quickly, and I liked it more then I thought I would. The rest was a challenge for sure, but I didn't wanna give up on it. I haven't slept in about 22 hours, so there is certainly bound to be mistakes I will later correct. But please, let me know what you think. This will probably be my last post for a couple of weeks also. Thank you <3
I need you.
Whether our skin
slips in the heat
And my arms hold scars,
With muddy hand prints.
Take away my highs.
And lows - and in betweens-
Just for you.
A funeral for my once apon
a time escapes.
Will be in your eyes.
And I need you.
to take my ambitions
And run them to the ground,
and press them on the
next girl that crosses
the road without
looking first.
And falls -face first-
into your jagged migraine
hangovers
and aftershock heart attacks.
Because feeling down
isn't enough,
and breaking limbs isn't
enough-
when I'm falling down
your spiral staircase
of glittery needles
and blood transfusions.
Because feeling betrayed
isn't right
and feeling helpless
isn't good enough
when your still trickling down
my spine
when my body hits the
sheets you spread
your skin over so many
times before.
I need you,
whether your hands mesh
with mine this time.
And my backfire fires off too
soon. I need you to
Take my highs.
My lows my in betweens-
Because I can't feel
for you like I did then.
I need you.
Whether our skin
slips in the heat
And my arms hold scars,
With muddy hand prints.
Take away my highs.
And lows - and in betweens-
Just for you.
A funeral for my once apon
a time escapes.
Will be in your eyes.
And I need you.
to take my ambitions
And run them to the ground,
and press them on the
next girl that crosses
the road without
looking first.
And falls -face first-
into your jagged migraine
hangovers
and aftershock heart attacks.
Because feeling down
isn't enough,
and breaking limbs isn't
enough-
when I'm falling down
your spiral staircase
of glittery needles
and blood transfusions.
Because feeling betrayed
isn't right
and feeling helpless
isn't good enough
when your still trickling down
my spine
when my body hits the
sheets you spread
your skin over so many
times before.
I need you,
whether your hands mesh
with mine this time.
And my backfire fires off too
soon. I need you to
Take my highs.
My lows my in betweens-
Because I can't feel
for you like I did then.
