Sunday, June 21, 2015

Trouble never felt so good

Im in a small team
But maybe I shouldn't be?
We're all similar so differently

And there you go being overly friendly
And I just gives those looks out like candy
And we live it like were dreaming
 cause it's about what we haven't seen

Whats a night without a cigarette
Doing things we never wanna forget
You pour my life into a wine glass
Conversations get heated and were smoking too fast
I speak about love lust death and fate
You fall every time and I always become your soulmate

You say I'm trouble
But you're trouble

It's the sound of your name
That silences my demons and puts them to shame.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Perhaps so

When you think you love someone you naturally want to become a better individual, you aspire to be better, to obtain a softer touch, a sweeter smile, a louder laugh, and a nicer smell. You automatically begin to place this persons interest before your own. Maybe it's not even about falling in love with someone for dancing with your angels, but falling in love with someone who has the power to silence your most powerful demons with the single sound of their name. I mean do we really know what we think we know? When you're out of love you're most likely to do anything just to feel something. And sometimes hell is meant to be seen so that we appreciate heaven when it comes ... Perhaps love is meant to save us from ourselves.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015


What should we really expect from today and on after?
pity, bliss, or maybe non stop laughter
The outcome of a decision from a distant field of smiles
With sleepless nights of an unforgettable series of miles

What should we actually expect to gain?
Possibly a day, a week, a month with no pain
Or a strengthful yet naive mended beating heart
But I know we've already made a mark

What could we literally expect say
The truth; A lie, or the dream we dreamt during the day

But, I can tell you what I expect from after today
wakeful nights of you screaming my name
comfortably cryless hours and my hand in yours
The beat of our hearts dancing of course
in our dimful room beneath the light of our love
and he who introduced us; watching from above.

You'll show me what you expect from today and on after
when your words tickle my heart; & fill me up with laughter, 
the pain my cheeks feel from the smile to each ear,
Are all continuous reminders that your heart is here
a victorious outcome of a stolen heart
because we couldn't stand to be apart
being so fearless with every step we take
and every memory we naturally make.

What can we really expect from after today?
it's something I cannot predict simply live it day by day
but I dream of a permanent smile with you as my shelter
and that's what makes our present stay for the later.

Do we just live it and wait
and hope our plans do not change
or do we live a dream and make our own fate?