World's King

Kissing the tattoos on your hips and biting your wrists
Comfortable silence broken by small quips of laughter brought on by an overpowering nervousness
Rebel in denial
With everyone screaming “no”
Stacks of lies tip over and crash to the blood soaked ground

With one-million ways to die and no time to make a decision
Death by overpowering love
Can you imagine this world without you?
Cold, gray, and meaningless
Becomes bright and full of hope
That fateful day will come
Look busy

Little girls play in pools of their own life
Pretty flowers fail in comparison to the drunken woman in the corner
Little bottle full of instant happiness
She’s gone now
Away ruining someone else’s life

Obsessed with the tight female form
Curves dripping in sweat and liquor
Leather bound, whip and beaten
Sharp teeth meet the quivering flesh
And you can’t help but give in to the advance of pain
“Make me bleed, please”
Fighting for a breath of the sweet moist air
Wind and rain slap the windows as the candles slowly burn themselves out
The wrong thing is said and it ends as abrupt as it manifested

Sent out to the unforgiving street
Cigarette smoke fills my lungs making my death a little closer
Wondering in and out of my own mind
Trying to regain my composer and poise
The taste of human flesh still lingers on my breath
And the your smell is tickling at my nose taunting me to return for more
Craving and passion take me over like a cold rush through my veins
Blood, destruction, and love

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heavy is the head that wears the crown

World's King

Burnt fucking coffee
I smoked a lot tonight
About a pack of cigarettes and I can still fucking breath
All you people will never understand me and why I do this to myself
I want cancer
I want to die

It’s cool that you listen to jazz and read poetry
It’s cool ‘cause it’s not cool
Which in turn makes it cool
Or just makes you trendy and emotional

That annoying loud screaming that they all call music drowns out the thoughts of spit-covered bodies that always find their way back into my head.

You gave him a hug when you left and didn’t even look in my direction
At least I think
I wasn’t paying any attention
I really do love you though
I really do care if you’re okay or not
Even though you wouldn’t be okay because of something that I did or didn’t do

Really…
It was so long ago
And I’m not one to hold a grudge
We can put this all behind us now can’t we?

A fresh start
Jazz and really bad wannabe poets
Drinking red wine out of an old jelly jar
Watching independent films so as to get more in touch with ourselves
Sucking down that burnt coffee in the cool café on the corner
Smoking and smoking just so you can watch me die

You want to watch me die
I see you laying in your darkened room staring at the freshly painted ceiling smiling at how much easier your life would be if I would just go away.

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heavy is the head that wears the crown

World's King

Roses are red
Violets are blue…

I think that there is more to that

I remember the first time
You and me
Like it was yesterday

Those big green eyes trying to keep my gaze. Soft lips trying to stay away from mine. A perfect time to fall in love. You mean the world to me and now I know how to express that. A simple “I love you” and a kiss on the side. Is it really that simple? Two bodies collide in a fit of passion trying not to hold back. Gentle nibbling on my lip set me to the right mood and gave me reason too live. You give me reason to live. Reason to stand up and scream for freedom and rebellion. A reason to fight the wrong and live for the right. You gave me more than you will ever know. And more than I could ever express. I try in words and motion but nothing will ever seem good enough for you. Not even me. You deserve the world and the stars and all that is deemed romantic but all that I can give you is love and compassion. I hope that is enough. Do you remember the first time? You and me. Like it was yesterday.

Silence fills the room while you read of politics and life overseas.
A land and time far from us that you so deeply care about
All I want to do is watch you grow
Gain wisdoms beyond mine with the power of a question
Keep the hope alive for our future
Caffeine, Sugar and Cream

I wish you could see the real me
The me that no one sees
But I really don’t know who he is
Maybe the dark and evil inside
The love and passion outside
Or the one that is very hidden away

I forget the real reasons for all of this
Fall back into my mind fuck and drift away
Do you take it all for granted knowing I will be there when you wake?
I try not to
Maybe dead and gone and almost forgotten

I see your tired little face
All that you take on eating you alive
Needing to let go of the hang up
And the past of nothing that meant a thing
So let yourself fade away and become whom you really want

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heavy is the head that wears the crown

World's King

I stayed out until 6am
I drank coffee and talked till about 5:30
We called it all off earlier in the day

I met up with my dad and drank a little
I was kind of bonding experience
He came and drank with my friends
We out drank him

He wasn’t much help with the separation
No one was
Everyone was more interested in the drinking
Eating bad food and listening to The Village People
I wish she could have been there
She wouldn’t have any fun

My dad gave me 50 bucks in an attempt to be kind
We had our Irish toasts and our Irish drinks
I’m Italian
It all seemed natural

It all seemed to not be worth anything
If at some point I get my life back together
I won’t have anyone I care about to share it with
I get a new job and my smile back
Move into a new room with a new sound system

She won’t ever see any of it
She won’t ever have to tell me she loves me anymore
And tell me to fuck off
She won’t have to worry about staying the night
She won’t have to worry about spending time with me

I won’t have to worry about angering her parents
I won’t have to worry about buying her things
And taking her places
I won’t have to worry about saying I love you
And telling her how sorry I am

No one will ever have to ask how were doing
No one will have to ask if we are getting back together
No one will have to suffer through seeing us kiss
No one will ever have to turn the other cheek when we argue in public

No more uncomfortable silences and conversations with X’s
One summer
I lost my mind
20 years old
No more thinking
No more feelings

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heavy is the head that wears the crown