Collection of Thoughts

I’ll write you a letter from heaven

 (turns out god is a pyromaniac)

Though it won’t get there from here

Meet me halfway, won’t you dear?

.

Love, we’re one awkward situation

(but what’s stopping us?)

My mother promised me a life

And living is what I intend to do

.

Grab your guitar, won’t you dear?

I’ll play you a lullaby; don’t shed a tear

Crying is for the broken-hearted

And, as I recall, yours just came from the shop

.

Can you ask the music to be a little sweeter?

These old bones aren’t meant for dancing

And it’s simply not fair to sit this one out

.

Music’s in my soul

Or at least that’s what they say

I can play a harmony and a melody

(all in one breath)

But times have changed

And your silent screams search for something undefined

Music’s in my soul

Or that’s what they used to say

.

If I’ve ever broken your heart

I do apologize

(but don’t give up on love just yet)

I know walking is a burden

But meet me halfway, won’t you dear?

.

I know

(people give us those crazy looks)

I know

(you’re trying to save us)

Oh, I know

(but maybe insanity is all we’re meant for?)

.

Dear Darling,

I’ve been missing you

It seems this old heart has torn in two

(but don’t you start to worry

I’ll fix this in a hurry)

.

So, I’ll wait for you to come

(oh, I know)

You won’t leave me here

(‘cause I know)

You’re the one

(until then)

I’ll wait for you to come

.

Welcome to the world

(where we get paid to survive)

Welcome to the world

(where starvation is a revolution)

Welcome to the world

(where violence is always the answer)

.

My emotions are in tangles

(can’t you tell you’re better at this?)

I’d spill my guts but they’re pretty disgusting

You’re a translator, are you not?

(can’t you tell I need someone like you?)

.

I could use somebody

To help me be somebody

(Wanted: Best Friend)

.

I like to pretend I understand what ‘philosophical’ means

(but this is our little secret)

I like to think I’m good at what I do

(and look where that got me?)

.

We’re not friends

(just so you know)

But since you got amnesia I’ll make an exception

(I’m generous, aren’t I?)

Author's Note

What you are viewing, my friends, is a completely unedited version of something I wrote Sunday night (maybe?). Like a sketch would be for an artist, I guess. It's very unorganized and I don't expect anyone to actually favor it, but you'll be my editors, yeah?

Reviews

[Jeremiah Medina]

Well I favor it, the back and forth exchange is great. Gets your mind jumping. Its filled with a whole spectrum of emotions, as you go through each stanza you get a sense of love, hate, misery, joy. Lots of different passions, very well expressed. A pleasure to read.

[TransparentHearts]

My vote is to not change it at all!
This "sketch" is tremendously filled with all the good things a sketch has and needs to thrive to be something, but it already is something!
I feel the emotion and the thoughts in this piece come out in the "sketch".
If you do decide to change it, make a second version completely and keep the first version. That's my vote right there.