onsdag 7. september 2011

jealousy, stones. horrid people, pacmans

i wonder, what happens when you know it all about a special someone?
what happens when you cease to impress?
your best features no longer tempt, your adress is no longer at home?
your place in life shifts shapes, your habits all collide?

irritated, agitated.
blown up, shot down.

it's not simple, keeping someones interest. i might be wrong, i might be living in a fantasy world.
my distorted reality, the bliss of one moment.
sitting down with a cup and a special person.
smoke a cigarette and feel it coming.

home is a diseaseridden place, you no longer exist in the ideal world created by an overwhelmed mind.
i need no support, i have my stuff.

you see me for my flaws, i have no other wings.
this impaired way of living is the beauty i no longer hide.
we take part, we're all in.

society has it's opinions, society has it's flow.
as have i, but i'm not in the show.
i'm out to flow, to have a go.
into the state of enhanced moods..


jealous. y.
what do we need it for?
is it really so, that what you can offer, isn't really all that fullfilling?
is it really so, that one should be able to seek stimulation on other levels with other people?
you come with your package, others have theirs.
pure logic is the fastest way to beat jealousy, trust is another.
one way or another, you should not be jealous.
you should put a price on protection, but you should not hunt an innocent person down, just due to a discomfort in your head.

i'm certain you could beat it, i'm sure to have it all here.
don't be jealous of me, i just happen to be.
happy.

so, if you really love me, you bring support.
not a rotten attitude of tainted thoughts and infected feelings.


i really love the smell of it, i really love to inhale every last crumb.
it has an effect that puts all aside.

stand there for a second, feel it all come alive. feel it all change, feel the chemistry of joy.
pull it all apart, feel like a horse in an open field.
broaden the effect of change, take it all into the other place.
watch the ceiling change patterns, flow towards the end of misery.
be alive, have it all. bring nothing, leave plenty.


i enjoy it, there is no flaw.
it is the bliss, it has the potential.
it is the cure, i am a fan.


i happen to have the light you need, provide me with your substance.

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