Pentiam

I'd like to leave. It isn't time yet. I'd like to leave now. We still have time. Are you forcing me to stay, then? You know I can't do that. I want you to. To force you to stay? Yes. Then it isn't really forcing you, is it? Then let's pretend. Stay. I don't want to. Please. Don't beg me. Why? It's pathetic. I thought you wanted me to convince you. I wanted you to force me. Okay, stay. No. That wasn't a question. Why should I put up with this? Because who else would. That isn't good enough. I didn't say it was. Then why should I stay? Because I'm forcing you to. Physically? No. Then how? Emotionally. How does th

It must have been the other day, When I took a walk in the park. And if I am not mistaken, I did so until it was dark. At my side was my little girl, Who will always be six to me, Looking so much like her mother, Resemblance almost uncanny. She must have let go of my hand Before frolicking through the birds, I mired her grace and ghostly face, As the thrushes sat undisturbed. I came upon my neighbor then, Who was clad in bright white décor. He asked if I was feeling well, Since the incident years before. I made sure to ignore the man, And the question that he proposed. For I live life like yesterday, Before my darling

It's been ages since your tender eyes have melted me within And beneath these drifting flakes I find a truth stretched far too thin My friend, we used to share our smile, but my lips have frozen still I'm aching from this creeping cold as the frostbite brings me chills How could I forget the promises we made all those years ago Ever since that winter day, my heart has never beat so slow If only all that pain we'd shared had fractured with our dreams We'd never lived those hollow nights submerged in harkened screams I find that snow has never been my favorite form of nature's tears And I've noticed raindrops mirror brilliance in a shr

I used to be crisscrossed and crazy, straight out of an old school cartoon Tied me down to the tracks with trains in transit for title-carding too soon You see, I was locked away in an asylum before Warner Brothers went Looney Where I sported straightjackets like black belts off Hong Kong Phooey But I broke out and cut loose trailing more dust than the Tasmanian Devil A humanoid typhoon out the rubble coming out distraught and disheveled I stopped all the clocks when I jumped the gun like a fugitive Road Runner Soon enough I jumped fences and juked borders with Speedy all summer Wile E. lost track of our trail when we jumped the Grand

Baby we, Are like clockwork, A chaotic composition of cogs culminating in a cognitive fashion such that, We make something 100% unique. That is to say, Were any one piece to fall out of place - We wouldn't be the same. And have you ever noticed how your first name looks so fine next to mine? The way that we mesh, Our flesh must have been broken from the same mold, Because when I was told that you were acting so cold out of fright, I couldn't help but to pour myself onto paper, Words formed in ink that seemed to sink into the pages embodied by my skin, Since you've always had a knack for reading me, While your subtle signs screa