Rooted To The Spot

Rooted To The Spot

A Poem by Everything Happens For A Reason
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I have NO idea where this came from, it hasnt happened to me, was just listening to Take Me Away by the Plain White Ts and then got the sudden inspiration and anger to write this peice. I apologize about the swearing towards the end, got very worked up.

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I understand its early but i think its time to leave

The sight I see before me is sure to make me heave

 

There you are sitting there, look so beautiful, just because you were mine

All I see as you lean in is the curve in your decorated spine

Please take me home, tonight.

 

I'll whisper this bridge then talk this verse

In the state of shock of which you'd follow a hearse

Because thats what this is, isn't it the

Death of all I knew

I'll whisper this bridge then talk the verse

Then the music will be so soft as nearly silence

Because out of silence and mass, I don't know which extreme is worst.

 

And I can see her now crawling up to him with innuendos in her clothes

The strong envy inside me is little but a beast in repose

 

Why are you just sitting there, you look so casual as if this happens (does it happen everyday?)

Makes me wonder how many times, you could have played away

Take me away before I scratch her eyes out, what a lovely cliche

 

I'll sing this bridge then bellow this verse

In the state of lustful envy of which I can't disperse

Because this is it, isnt it? The

Death of all I knew

I'll sing this bridge then bellow this verse

Then the music will be gaining, the beats will be slowly gaining dont you worry baby

 

And in one great big bang, she climbs into your lap and I

Don't wish to see a think but I

Just cant look away, I'm fixated in this vomit-inducing way

Watching something die whilst I writhe in pain

All it takes is a simple laugh to set me off, I'm

Flailing like a hen in a butchers shop, I'm

Staring at her hands in your hair and

More importanty I almost feel your hands upon her legs as they

Have been on me so many times before, before her before she

Took it upon herself to deny me of what is mine well baby arent you just

A hero in disguise

The moment is just closer than ever I have felt, the moment yes its building

Like an anticipation well and as you lean in slightly

And she smirks at me as if to be sure of her prey

I gape at the scene before me with undisguised decay

The lips collide and nearly stop the earth.

 

I'll scream this song I'll scream it loud

You should know youre never gonna bring me down

How could you do this, wasnt there a different way to prove this

I'll scream at you, I'll tear her apart but it wont bring back my faded heart

I shall be stuck with blue and green, in the incessant beam of negativity

Since you killed the delicious fruity red I wanted instead of love and understanding

Well I'm not one for understanding your vicious f*****g games

 

I'll scream this loud

You'll never break me now

I'm glad youre gone

I'm glad you gave me inspiration from this song

I'll scream till my throat is stripped of lining

I'll scream till you stop f*****g lying

To my face.

 

© 2008 Everything Happens For A Reason


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haha this is really great

Posted 16 Years Ago


'innuendos in her clothes'

that line just made me go 'f**k, that's good...'
I'd love love love to see you perform this because there's a rhythm to this i find so fantastic.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Ohmygod. I love this! ESPECIALLY the last bit. It has a unique beat and I love the way you say things. This is definately one of the only good poems I've ever seen (I'm picky.) Keep up the great work!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Everything Happens For A Reason

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Hi. Kirsty, 15, and kinda emotional. I dont believe in labelling or in popularity, so you know. This is kinda a creative outlet for me, somewhere I put everything I think about and just offload every .. more..

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