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Poems and Songs I've Written


 This Naked Heart
 

I've been inside out
for far too long,
bearing my naked heart to the world.
I want to be turned right side in again
so my smile's on the outside
where it belongs____.

Do you believe
in new beginnings for yourself?
I hope you do___.
We're rewriting
this story for two.
My time has come for a blank page.

I've been inside out
for far too long,
so unguarded and unwell.
I don't want to be that vulnerable,
so open to attack
from every side____.

Do you believe
in new beginnings for yourself?
I hope you do___.
We're rewriting
this story for two.
I've loved you from the very start.
Posted by Marisa at 7:44 PM - 1 Comment   Add a Comment  
 
 I'm on Autopilot (and I like it)
 

Hello passengers,
It's me, your pilot speaking.
It's a lovely day out,
you have no need to worry___.
'Cause we're not going down__,
we're not going down___
today_____.

The "Fasten Seat belts"
light has turned out,
sit back and___
and enjoy your ride.
'Cause the crash and burn won't come,
the crash and burn won't come
today_____.

Chorus:
And I've flown this plane so many times before,
being on autopilot leaves no room to explore.

And I won't wake up when the world ends,
I'll be the only one who doesn't attend.

I'm fast asleep-the tank is empty,
where you end up is the best place to be.

Hello passengers,
it's my hands your lives are in.
The air's getting thick,
signs of storms ahead____.
But we're not going down__,
we're not going down__
today____.

A speed limit sign
passed in the sky.
I turned away,
laughed to myself,
'cause I've been flying
for far too long now.
The crash and burn won't come,
the crash and burn won't come
today_____.

Chorus:

And I've flown this plane so many times before,
being on autopilot leaves no room to explore.

And I won't wake up when the world ends,
I'll be the only one who doesn't attend.

I'm fast asleep-the tank is empty,
where you end up is the best place to be.

Oh no, it's smooth sailing no more.
Remain calm, but the end is near.
Autopilot has failed,
and there's no hope for control.
This plane is fighting
but it's taking a beating.
Lightning strikes,
the wind throws punches.
"This too shall not pass," I think
as the floor splits beneath my feet.
I'm straddling the hole
that rivals the void in my life.
Posted by Marisa at 7:41 PM - No Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Write Hope In
 

I've been told my songs sound down
full of melancholy and despair.
I said, "What else is there to write
when that's everything you are?"
I've lost faith in humanity
and myself that's for sure.

Happiness is a reality away,
I'm trapped in something fake.
And carbon copies of you and me
wander the world aimlessly.
Promise of hope around every corner,
I show up late every time.
Maybe one day I'll catch up and say
"Please, won't you stay?"

Chorus:
Until then,
I'll just write___hope___in___.
Add it to my songs,
pretend that it belongs.
Then maybe I can trick myself
to put my anguish on the shelf.

Until then,
I'll just write___hope___in___.
Add it to my songs,
pretend that it belongs.
Then maybe you will enjoy
a song that doesn't destroy
wishes you bite your tongue with
time and time again.

I've been told my smile looks forced,
full of counterfeit joy.
I said, "Isn't it better to pretend
than to never smile at all?"
I stroll through the streets
and the light burns me sometimes.
The pay phone is crying out to me
but I won't be fooled this time.
How horrible to find out you're all alone
when nobody answers your call.

A homeless man staggers towards me,
preaching of a future that's looking up.
His voice is nothing but white noise
that gets lost in my dreams of joy.
Maybe one day I'll find it and say,
"Please, won't you stay?"

Chorus:
Until then,
I'll just write___hope____in___.
Add it to my songs,
pretend that it belongs.
Then maybe I can trick myself
to put my anguish on the shelf.

Until then,
I'll just write___hope____in___.
Add it to my songs,
pretend that it belongs.
Then maybe you will enjoy
a song that doesn't destroy
wishes you bite your tongue with
time and time again.

I'm gonna try-I'm gonna do my best
to write____hope_____in_______.
Then you ask me how I'm doing
and I say, "I'm just waiting for__
the day that I can say I'm great
and I've never wanted more."

Until then
Until then___.
I'll just
write
hope
in.

Posted by Marisa at 3:24 PM - No Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Mania
 

Oh doctor, doctor I haven't been well,
I'm manic
and I know it.
I panic
and I show it.
My hands were tied
but I've broken loose.
I'm a head case,
I can't take the mental abuse.
I want you until I don't,
I'll chase you until I won't.
I'm elated
and I indulge
in any pleasure I can find.
I'm consistently inconsistent,
my actions don't match my words.
They escape in a frenzy,
then I take off on another flight.

Chorus:
Look out.
Look out.
You've gotta have faith.
Look out.
Look out.
I'm chasing the high.
It's all about
the hide and seek,
can't you hear me shout
that everybody wants a thrill?

Oh doctor, doctor I haven't been well,
This mania
it's taking over.
I've been looking up
since I found a 4 leaf clover.
To be young
is to be lost
and I never seem to age.
I'm distracted and sporadic
my thoughts they aren't arranged
in a puzzle where
the pieces fit,
they're all shaped the same.
I'm consistently inconsistent,
my actions don't match my words.
They escape in a frenzy
then I fly off into oblivion.

Chorus:
Look out.
Look out.
you've gotta have faith.
Look out.
Look out.
I'm chasing the high.
It's all about
the hide and seek.
Can't you hear me shout
that everybody wants a thrill.

Look out, won't you look out
at all you've done.
Take a good, long drag
for the short life you've lived.
You blow smoke rings
around my dreams,
and sometimes...
I have a lot of
trouble breathing at night.
Posted by Marisa at 8:44 PM - No Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Eye Talk
 

I wrote you a note,
because you know I stumble
over my words sometimes.
Left it on the counter
right next to your pills.
That way
I knew you wouldn't miss it.
I even sealed it with a kiss- Grit
your teeth for the remorseful parts.
Skip to the end
where I signed it with invisible ink
and one or two blinks
of the eye.

You know I have a tendency
to try to exchange meanings
in so much more than a few words.
Words only scratch open
the nagging wound
and it can't heal.
Sometimes it feels so surreal
when you're across the room
from me
and I communicate with just my eyes.
Some see
the swirl of browns
like autumn came early.
But only you,
only you and I
have an unspoken understanding.
Posted by Marisa at 10:22 AM - No Comments   Add a Comment  
 
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