Horseshoes and Handgrenades (Close)

Horseshoes and Handgrenades (Close)

A Poem by Phantasmagoric Perceptions
"

For Cameron

"
So I guess this is where
We meet our seperate ends
Where we smile and walk away
Saying, "Yeah, we'll still be friends."
We were doing great things
We were winning all the races
We got so close just to fall
Flat on our faces

In horseshoes and handgrenades
That's where "close" counts
I see the words forming on your lips
But I don't want to hear what's coming out
You just took away everything
That I ever thought was mine
We were running in first place
But you tripped me at the finish line

I love getting stabbed in the back
By someone who smiles to your face
I've got some choice words for you, my friend
They'll put you back in your place
You held my heart in your hands
And still you wanted more
I treated you like a God
But now I see you're just a w***e

In horseshoes and handgrenades
That's where "close" counts
I see the words forming on your lips
But I don't want to hear what's coming out
You just took away everything
That I ever thought was mine
We were running in first place
But you tripped me at the finish line

Funny how all of these things
Are so quick to come and pass
So why don't you take those apologies
And shove them right back up your a*s
I'm tired of hearing the excuses
Or just the empty silence
You've pushed me way too far this time
And I'm resorting to violence

In horseshoes and handgrenades
That's where "close" counts
I see the words forming on your lips
But I don't want to hear what's coming out
You just took away everything
That I ever thought was mine
We were running in first place
But you tripped me at the finish line

© 2008 Phantasmagoric Perceptions


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wow! as for lyrics... This would work as a power ballad quite easily. Some nice keyboards and bleeding lead guitar... Between your words and the emotions of music you could certainly bring this man to his knees and make him think about what he lost...

As for the message of your words... very powerful and moving/emotional release! Nice seething and scathing write to someone who's now lost the only angel they'll come so close to heaven with in their now miserable life!

Well done!
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Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I had to smile at different times as I read this. You did a perfect job of describing the anger and frustration you feel. "Tripping me at the finish line" is so visual with all the subtle images of betrayal. Good job..great rhythm. Rain

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like this, i love your word usage and rhyming scheme, really great job.

Posted 17 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The chorus you have is beautiful. "We were running in first place/But you tripped me at the finish line." The perfect line for a person whose relationship was going so smooothly and wonderfully until their partner or friend absolutely fucked the whole thing up.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

[color=indigo]
wow! as for lyrics... This would work as a power ballad quite easily. Some nice keyboards and bleeding lead guitar... Between your words and the emotions of music you could certainly bring this man to his knees and make him think about what he lost...

As for the message of your words... very powerful and moving/emotional release! Nice seething and scathing write to someone who's now lost the only angel they'll come so close to heaven with in their now miserable life!

Well done!
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Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"I treated you like a God
But now I see you're just a w***e "

I love you. He's an a*s.
I need to write a new one.
Poem, that is.
I'm having one of those nights.


Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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