Contraptions
Contraptions (4/12/2006)
It’s feels a little weird given our current situation
That I find it hard to trust you and your given information
But with a bit of your persuasion you got me in your hands again
Sometimes you leave me blinded and I’m hanging by a strand again
Though I want to understand again the choices that I’m holding
I’d love to see the consequence of everything you sold me
Cause someone inside had told me that I’m really pretty stupid
Those crazy inner voices always tend to end up useless
And I always fucking do this, I just go along with instict
Ignoring all my thoughts, I don’t care what all my friends think
With everything left pending, with no rhymes inside my mind
I step inside your world and at the door I check my pride
And there back in my head, I always feel a bit uncertain
I’m always on the edge, always looking for your curtain
I’m expecting all the bad things and all the worst to happen
I’m waiting for the moment you dismantle all my passion
With your beautiful contraption, the tools to make my heart crack
Til I curse you in a rhyme, apologize, so disregard that
Stop it, just don’t start that, I think I’m going paranoid
It’s a story of a girl and one crazy fucking faget boy
Don’t take this as an insult, I’m simply being very honest
Part of me says risk it, but the other feels admonished
The memories of hurting still ring inside my blood stream
And sometimes it makes me think that no one will ever love me
But I want to be more trusting, and I want to find that level
The perfect combination of insane, remaining settled
I just find it so damn difficult to find the perfect mixture
You’re adding to insanity every time I see your picture
But you’re also like a fixture that helps to keep me grounded
While punching at the walls for whatever’s still unfounded
You leave me so dumb founded, you’re making me go crazy
Sometimes I curse your name and sometimes I call you baby
Notes: This one needs to be read slowly. It’s about the meaning, not a super smooth flow. The piece itself discusses the insanity of never being quite sure if you can trust a person or not.
Filed under: Poems
I like this one a lot mostly because I can relate to it.
Thanks Kreuger. I still have to link to your site lol. As for the meaning, I’m trying not to put too much information in my notes anymore. I want people to know what I feel but also be able to find a way to apply it to their lives.
Hi, I read your site sometimes when I’m bored. You have some rather nice stuff. RSS feeds are great, so is Iced tea. :O)
Thank you very much jammno. I’m checking out your site as we speak.