Simple sad and sweet,but still bleeding.

[TAKING_BACK_MONDAY]

if you weren't burning now i'd set you
ablaze, and watch you burn,
then fade out.
If you were real would we be talking now?
would i be dreaming and drowning,
in your eyes and the lies behind them?
I'm severing the ties from you and from life
from then and tonight in hope of repairing a lost cause.
Slitting the knots that you have created
then tying them back together.
creating more scars than humor, more fear than laughter
and leaving more dead tissue than was ever meant to.

[TAKING_BACK_MONDAY]

What you've found sure upsets you
Never saw it coming did you?
Its easy to be surprised with both your eyes sewn closed
Handled with great precision, another thoughtless execution
You're the subject of this exhibition
A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver.
Scalpel, sutured.
Made whole again.

These cuts are leaving creases
Trace the scars, fit the pieces
Tell your story, you don't need to say a word.
Call off the cavalry, can't save a wretch like me.
Clean this with kerosene.
If you can't leave it be might as well make it bleed.
Scalpel, sutured.
Made whole again.

Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something better wrong with you

Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to fire right
There's something better wrong with you

Your pulse is anemic, you're tired of the fire
You're bruising too easy and falling behind
And no one is waiting for you.
And no one is waiting for you.
And no one is waiting for you.

Call off your quarantine, can't save the rest from me
Clean this with kerosene.
If you can't leave it be might as well make it bleed.
Scalpel, Sutured.
Made whole again.

Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something better wrong with you

[TAKING_BACK_MONDAY]

When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight

These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands

I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

August evenings
Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight

You never know what temporal days may bring
Laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in discord
Praise ye the lord

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands

I thought you said forever
Over and over
The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

I thought you said forever
over and over
The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts run through my head
over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

I thought you said forever
over and over
These thoughts run through my head

[Squeek]

I merged your three poems together.

Keep them all in one thread. Your post titles reflect the titles of the poems.

~Squeek

[mattyohh]

i think i've heard them in songs before...

[Tokzic]

Mead, you've got new material.

[Afrobean]

#1: unidentifiable. Easily original material.

#2: Dashboard Confessional. Plagerized.

#3: Anberlin. Never heard of them, but apparently they do music. Also plagerized.

Point of interest: this user has also plagerized another thread of lyrics. Also located in this forum I believe.

[Squeek]

Waste of my time to even try to help this guy.

Locked.

~Squeek