The way you wear your heart

And something about the way you wear your heart

It makes me want to put paper to pen

While something inside me says I know I’ll never win

But god help me, he knows I’ll try and try again

Because every time I look into those eyes, I want to be more than just a friend

Though you can only depend,

On someone who can repent

And I have only a joke, no helping hand to lend

So for a carrier pigeon, better yet a dove, go send

For a man who knows how to love and not pretend

And I call you on no bluff, from here on in these words in your honour, end.

demons do

it's a long road of hope
and i should know
as i got on a long time ago
looking for a way to cope
with all the demons refusing to let go

demons have teeth that thrash, bite
long as forearms shine brighter than
thunder biting on harder than any
komodo dragon

demons have eyes that follow you
from when to now till eternity
they burn your future and highlight
the past brighter than a cyclops
optic blast

demons can create jealousy from
the sound of a received text message
or even a playful giggle; creating anger
towards an ignorant stranger

You will never be rid of these demons
so get to know them well
'fore you're slowly devoured
lost inside a personal hell.

keep your eyes on the road
do not stray and let demons have their way
keep moving till the end
remember no matter how far away
you always have a friend...
(x)

Facebook status

NAPA IN SEVEN DAYS
She shouts to her friends as she straightens her hair
NAPA IN SIX DAYS
She makes a point to look like she cares
NAPA IN FIVE DAYS
Tight skirt high heels sparkling lip gloss
NAPA IN FOUR DAYS
Got in free ‘cos she knows the club boss
NAPA IN THREE DAYS
You’d think she was hollow
NAPA IN TWO DAYS
That mask of make-up hides her sorrow
NAPA TOMORROW
She travels from a tragedy long ago.
NAPA IS NOW
NAPA IS HERE
SAVE ENOUGH MONEY
SO SHE CAN GO NEXT YEAR!

an aside.

pit pat... pitter patter...

The rain always falls and it...
(rain wont fall on the                  doesn't
mountain top that's why            seem
rain never fell up                         to
but travelling the mountain        matter
is lonely as fuck.)

films

credits stroll down a screen

i get the gist of it was a comedy i was seein'

the feelin' of laughter

beats within. veins pump humour

that's why my wits so sharp- I sweat out

bad jokes though each breathe

doth release camden stress,

my comedy
it's in extra oxygen and it's foolish t' be stubborn

to believe heartache is something I could make money from-

"Hey sean how are your sad poems going?

They'll make you go FARRRRR!" (hurm)

comedy is the one way ticket to stardom

run run run!

just keep me going an i i know theres no slowing

'n im trying im really god fuck me im going as fast as

i- im not a beatnik i swear

im keeping it real down here

im Oh-oh-honest honestly to my lord saviour my god

my bill- ghostbusting groundhog day bill murray my god

my master my jerry seinfeld my one and only true saviour

the only one my mr Richard Pryor, I--

will one day become looked upon like i see all o you

and help someone in my place

with what he or she will be going through

like tom cru help me help you so i can help them get through

see how im nice like that?

What to do what to do...

Promise the heavens you'll love her forever

But does forever end when she finds another?

watching his arm shield, protect and hook over

taking for granted that palm in his like you never

your neck wants to carry your head away but your feet

your feet cannot move because they know your

knees are weak. and you smile and nod because

it's impossible to speak, just a crackle and creek.

The love consumes all until it's all you are

Which means hiding a complete self when seeing her

hoping she can't tell it's putting you through hell

you're hiding that beautiful inner romantic

all these wonderful things and you can't tell her about it

because if you love someone, there's a need to see them happy

no matter how much it hurts you,

their pleasure makes the pain worth going through

Sometimes you wonder if you're just playing a martyr

other times you don't know if the pain can get pushed any further
and the rest of the time you pray to be stronger

so you can see her pretty face again.
Promise the heavens you'll love her forever
do you love her enough to never tell her?