Oh, just try harder.
Focus,
Believe,
Concentrate.
Oh, just be better.
Focus,
Believe,
Concentrate.
Oh, just break me.
Pill us,
Believe,
-medicate.
So, just take me.
Will us.
Believe.
Syndicate.
So, just make me,
Drill us,
Retrieve,
The fake us.
So, just like me,
Inside us,
Conceived,
Remake us.
Understand us.
My brother,
Has been laid to rest.
And my heart,
Has so never digressed.
Should I have never,
Shouldn't have ever thought,
That the family should be,
So permanently,
Distressed.
It doesn't need to be so much.
It doesn't need to be so tough.
Should I have never,
Should I have not ever sought,
Such an end-able thought.
As to want and wrought,
That thought.
My brother,
Alive, and so well.
And my heart,
Rings true the darkest bell.
Sense Then
It took a very long time for your sweater to lose the smell of your cologne.
Though I hesitate on letting my mind still think of it as yours, the sweater, that is.
It has known my closet as its home for three years, and I won't deny I've worn it out more times than I can count.
It smells of me now, I guess.
Since, I smell of you mingled with spearmint and the last of your smokes.
Fogged Mirrors
These dollar drinks,
And faltered thinks.
My favorite links,
You're favored winks.
Yet, flavored kinks.
Should we pretend?
You break the brinks,
Lit cigarettes and forgotten links.
My eyes haven't crossed,
From the half purchased drinks.
Though my shoulders wrink,
With every passing blink.
Confectioners use their sugar for clouds.
Blacksmiths bring shape to the blackest of blues above.
Hope, in
Roses,
Daffodils,
Lilacs.
Had I been Less,
I could have soared. I am sure.
Had I been more, I'd have lost.
I enjoy my peace, with pieces.
I bring my peace, in pieces.
And I enjoy the rejection.
For Id rather take it,
And spare your distress.
The losses are worth more,
Because I succeed with bane,
Where others may fall, tore,
Waiting for a deed I bore.