You’re back! Now please, fuck off…

A sip from heaven with a taste from hell
How can you know me so well?

Smiling the definition of vain

Expected me a wrecked train

Oh, not this time.

[written by B]

Cliche, but Romanced - Part I

Haven’t you seen?

Listening to Rocket Queen
Saying I’m young but not naive
This time no choice but to leave.



You Shook Me and my mind into wrong

Thinking of what happened All Night Long

Back in track, then Back In Black

A Harlot heart ready to crack



Maybe I was Paranoid

But I could not avoid

”You have no right to do this to me”



A starring role in Road House

Upon going to the hospital for stitches

From the same kissed mouth

Comes the words worse than the bruises



Now looking for clues

Listening to some old Blues

Classic Rock and Roll - Oh, classic excuses



And if we go through the logs

Neither of us are no Black Dog

And if we work through the past

Nothing good will last



Kick the bad mood

Start off less rude

My reason to care is not clear

Heart is gone, not here.



[written by B]

I was french kissed

Dear you… Bonne Nuit
I heard you are asking for fun
I heard you were looking for some

Vous Dansez, Monsier?
And now Malboro tastes of you
And my hips have the shape
of the hands that there stayed.

The night was a friend
And the moon extended
All the way Chez-Toi
All that Je Ne Sais Quoi

And you will only stay if voulez-vous.
And you will only be if voulez-vous.
And you will only do what voulez-vous.

You left quite an impression.
You were game, you are action.
Quite an impression…

[written by B]

I love you Dexter, so much. I just don’t like you anymore

Later.

Dear you,
You know who you are. But I don’t. I fooled myself to think you were real. You were not. I thought you were this strong man that would hold me when I was in need. But here I am - crying alone. I was the one to fool myself, not you. How I wish I could blame you.
I tried so much. I have witnesses, I tried. So much effort in vain. Why did I try? I never tried before. I tried and failed. Not you… I was the one to fail. My fault… You always told me it was my fault… Now I see you are right.
It’s so dark in here. It’s so cold. So empty. In my head too. Dark. Cold. Empty.
I should leave, but I can’t.
This darkness confuses me, I can’t move in the cold. It’s an empty road.
I wish you the best. Because I tried. But i’m not. So I wish you truly the best.
Best Regrets,
Me.

[draft by B]

True Story.

I’m hurting. My body is shaking, my skin is cold. Tears fall from my blue eyes. I’m confused. I refuse to smile. I am lost. My legs are weak. My mouth tastes bitter. I can’t breath.

I don’t want to leave my bed. I don’t want to see friends. I despite food. It’s hard to drink water. I can stand music. I stare at my screen. I can’t move.

You’re gone. Easily. No fights. Just gone… How could you? Gone… Don’t you miss me? Don’t you care? Not even a little? The good memories… aren’t they worth something?

When we kissed… When you touched me… Your hands in my hair… But you had never hugged me!

You never cared.

… Maybe you’re smiling right now while I haven’t for a while.

Guess this too shall pass.

[rant by B]

Before you.

Before you I never cried when right
I was always out and about at night
I use to madly dance and sing
I would go around bossing
I would never listen to anyone
I always got my things done
I smoked as much as i wanted
I always walked and wondered

Before you, I use to praise the sun
I would flirt with strangers for fun
I was never going back home
I’d wear gladiators when in rome
I was always searching for an excuse
I didn’t get surprised with bruises
I never watched for my carefree ways
I was swimming in forbidden bays
   
Before you I used to hurt myself
I made plans in a bookshelf
I used to dream of a far land
I would hate to walk hand-in-hand
I used to uniform in skirts and low-cuts
I thought I could resist to bullets
I use to go by with excess
I used to be a complete mess.

[written by B]

I don’t know why

But I keep getting followers…

Maybe someone reblogged me or something.

I don’t know why you follow me as I’m pretty amateur,

but I am glad you do.

If anyone wants to send me views on my writing I would love it.

Truly thank you guys.

First Fights

Always so sure - you and your matureness
Always so damn right - against me and my stupidness

Calling me weak
Telling me to grow
Making me sad and sick
Making me want to go

Never answering my questions
Never reacting to my actions
Left alone to cry myself to sleep
And behind a cigarette my answers to seek

You can’t avoid first fights
But they are easier to soft
with kisses and love bites
This distance worries me

[written by B]

One Night Only.

For what you’ve said I should have left you
The streets I should have hit but I  missed it
There I was - I said. You laugh a bit.
In need of a taste of forbid; a taste of freedom.
A taste of you.

I was there and your body was over mine.
There we kissed and stayed.
Denied when asked If I would had to leave
There I wanted to be.
There I stay and further we went.
To your room we danced,
To your bed we played,
Our clothes off were taken.

There we were,
but now here I am.
In solitude, in desperation, in need.
In love I wouldn’t say but in lust I can’t deny.
But you are not around and you are not mine.

Here I am and you’re not.
There you are, in a knot.

[written by B]