Gone. AOWL N/S.

Listen · 10-12-2014, 03:19 PM

Where did it go?

I can’t find you!

Not when you’re pounding the cement and rivaling the sound of my wrist watch,

Listen, listen, she whispers…

Who is she?

I only have half a clue, because the other half is pitch dark,

But thank God for this eye-lid that closes, why isn’t it redundant?
Is it because half of me worries we are fucked; and the other half says fuck it?

Understand the dilemma? I have personalities that are bi-polar,
And my disorder revokes my ownership to one of the owners.
So if you ask me for a story? I would tell you which one…
And if you ever want to be ME? It’s only natural that I say pick one.

You have options… You could be a smart ass or just sans the smart.
But if I’m honest, piano is the wrong class and you would bang the drum.

Because I don’t aspire to inspire, but I could be your rope to hang with
And if you seek a joy ride? We can take the road to a different language.

So what’s your fix? Because she whispers and I listen,
While your heart is on the deck, and the tick tock of your heart is the banging drum,
And she is the jamming gun,

Just stay quiet and

Listen, listen,

I am anything you want me to be, diversity is my strength,
Anguish is my gift, released with all its sins.

Do me!

Don’t do me…

Fucked or fuck it…

I am this line,

Feel me as I feed you and...

Watch me vanish.

10-12-2014, 03:19 PM	#1
Listen Member Join Date: Sep 2014 Posts: 41 Battle Record: 1-1 Rep Power: 3760711	Gone. AOWL N/S. Where did it go? I can’t find you! Not when you’re pounding the cement and rivaling the sound of my wrist watch, Listen, listen, she whispers… Who is she? I only have half a clue, because the other half is pitch dark, But thank God for this eye-lid that closes, why isn’t it redundant? Is it because half of me worries we are fucked; and the other half says fuck it? Understand the dilemma? I have personalities that are bi-polar, And my disorder revokes my ownership to one of the owners. So if you ask me for a story? I would tell you which one… And if you ever want to be ME? It’s only natural that I say pick one. You have options… You could be a smart ass or just sans the smart. But if I’m honest, piano is the wrong class and you would bang the drum. Because I don’t aspire to inspire, but I could be your rope to hang with And if you seek a joy ride? We can take the road to a different language. So what’s your fix? Because she whispers and I listen, While your heart is on the deck, and the tick tock of your heart is the banging drum, And she is the jamming gun, Just stay quiet and Listen, listen, I am anything you want me to be, diversity is my strength, Anguish is my gift, released with all its sins. Do me! Don’t do me… Fucked or fuck it… I am this line, Feel me as I feed you and... Watch me vanish.