July 12, 2013

Pacifist.

I'm on writer marathon. I can build up thousands of word just to describe how you feeling. There is no romance in me. That's the truth. You know, it's always funny thing, but you'll never listen. No need to take no Sherlock Holmes, act like ding-a-dong. Tell them if you like. It's ok to carry on that way. You let me go, but you'll never go.

Over there was a friend of mine. I know him for a long long time. Now it's not in the same way. Oh no, you'll never understand. How can people understand. No one understand. Why should they understand. No they won't understand. You can never be surprise. You can put a reason. No not in the same way.

You set me up, entertain me.

I wish you stop ignoring me. Cold at the night. I don't know what you looking for. I don't want to hear you, echo through the air. Dashing for the halt, exit, I don't want hear you, you know. I'm sure that's pretty far. Yeah, I can tell you all my problem. You get on your dancing shoes, get out from my car. You seen your future bright and absurd. You waiting. I am the only reason why you came. So afraid no more. Keep pretending to dance.

It's impolite. I mentioned your name. You read about me. What you scared for?

Get on your dancing shoes, you little swine. They will look for you. You race to your future. Crafted by lies and dirty ambitions. How the feeling races, to form expression in your face. Heartbeat at it's peak. I'm talking to you, you little swine. It's getting on top of me. You are drowning in denial, doing your best trick. Never again, quite as desirable as you. Stupid faces.

What is so funny? I don't think you are special. I can see through your fake. What do you know? Oh you know nothing. They will still take you home. You don't look the same. You had forgot my name, but I knew you are wrong. What do you know? You know nothing. But I still take you home. Fancy you in fashion, in your branded shoes and hooded. But you know nothing. Perhaps this the one she should avoid.

I'll end it.

Runaway for the laugh. With me with the mountain peak as our view. Where no one can catch me and you. You don't look old enough to me. Nobody told you anything, why the sun is up and the stars is lining for you. You don't know anything, but you so care less. I adore you, no way I could win and take it to the chin.  Only you the one who knew. I'll act like silly little boy, but you still love me. I still owe you everything. Put the gun in my mouth. Kill me.

This is the end. The way it should be.




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