Thursday, January 6, 2011

That Which Doesn't Kill Me

That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger
That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger
That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger
The longer I repeat it the more I believe it, as I feel it
sinking into me, like drinking whiskey and coke
and smoking all night till I choke on the joke that you made in the bed that was me and I'm not gonna fade as soon as you say 'Sorry'.

Now I'm not just gonna let this lie and hide in my mind what I'm feeling inside.
I know why you lied, but it's beyond my comprehension how it could be your intention
to accuse and abuse and use women, left like tissues on your bedroom floor.

Did I mention you can cry me a fucking river for the one who delivered you into temptation.
What a revelation that people are cruel, only fuel for the fire. You conspire to inspire a trust and a lust which must only disgust and offend you coz it sends you right back to where you thought you would be when she said those three little words.
How absurd that you've clearly not learned to let go of the hate, so great that the weight will crush you and push you down so deep you cannot sleep for fear that you'll never climb back.

You sent a shock to my system, started the rhythm of the heart in my chest, just a test for me to pass at long last.

I will learn from this
I will grow
Like a flower, I will tower, unaffected by weeds and the seeds of haters who just gonna hate.
Too late now to hide away in your corner. Should I warn her that though he may like it, he's never gonna put a ring on it?

All the things he said took him from one bed to another.
Go to your mother if you want a bosom for a pillow
I'm not your willow, a shelter from the world, just a fucked up girl looking for my own peace of mind, being kind, not resigned to desire to burn others with my fire (although, she is smart to stay away from me, guess she's not all that dumb)
Now I'm numb from the neck up, need a check up. You really fucked up my system, now listen:
You might trick me once, I won't let you trick me twice
I'll follow my own advice and be nice until positivity comes through my creativity.
And I can finally see that all I need is me.

What a Woman Wants

Do not send me roses
Or other such dead posies
I will not cut their stems in half
I will not put them in a vase

Do not buy me stylish shoes
Or dresses in baby pinks and blues
I will not wear them on the street
Or show them off upon my feet

Do not give me wedding bands
Or things to wear upon my hands
I will not walk down any aisle
Or stand out front as though on trial

Do not take me to far off places
Or dazzle me with bright-lit spaces
I will not gasp in awe and delight
I will not photograph the sights

Only take me as you find
Love that I know my own mind
Run with me and be my own
Whisper things when we're alone
About the way the world will be
When I have you, and you have me.

A Clock in Place of a Heart

They took out my heart and put in a clock
If you stand close you can hear it
Tick...
Tock...
Tick...
Tock...
Locking away away the time I've been spending
Mending my broken ribs
Telling spoken fibs
About little things the make no difference
But for the inference that there's some
New Truth to be found
Deep undeground, where we now grow
Our children's children
But that's in the past
Where all things last
In the memory, through time
Until the colours fade and the words no longer...