Interview With a Heartbroken Heartbreaker

Why You’re Beautiful (2012)

I’ve told you a thousand times,
That you’re magnificent,
But here I am, with my digital parchment.
Typing away, the words I want to say,
To maybe one day,
Take your breath away.


I want to explain why I say,
That you’re beautiful,
In so many ways.
Be it the part in your hair,
Your warm, expressive eyes,
Or the simplicity of your adorable smile.


But beauty, you know, extends past the skin,
And your mind, you know, attracts me in,
It processes and feels thoughts unequaled,
And your strength of mind could cure thousands of people.
It’s a thrill to see, and interesting to witness,
As your soul reaches out and fills the space between us.


So here is the reason,
Why you’re so magnificent.
And I feel that you are unmatched by those who take score of it,
As one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever met,
I bid you goodnight,
As I too need rest.

Untitled Haiku (2012)

The clock ticks midnight,

It always starts at this time.

I lay in the past.

I’ll Just Sail To Sea (2012)

A seasoned veteran, from a time well past,
Would tell me that the storm will pass.
Well, this captain from hell’s brigade,
Will have to leave the plans he’d made.
I ditched the logic, and I changed our course,
Now we’re headed off to the isle of remorse.
If I’d only stayed at arms length,
I would’ve never had to walk the plank.


(CHORUS)
I know you told me that this was the arrangement,
But I think I broke the rules of engagement.
And I guess, for now,
I’ll just sail to sea.
I know you don’t want responsibility,
But we’re past the point of tranquility,
So I guess, for now,
You don’t deserve me.


The sea has miles of space unexplored,
Alone I’ll go, It’ll help to move forward.
Whatever monster crosses my path,
Will feel this Captain’s pitiless wrath.
I’ll sail on until I’ve forgotten,
All the memories that’re misbegotten.
One day I’ll return to the shore,
I hope you’ll be there like you’ve been before.


CHORUS

Jagged Curves (2012)

Making wishes on how we lost devotion,
Holding the promise to how we close in,
Every second was a chance to make it,
Awful tactics were your way to break it.
Wrongful guesses quickly escaped the past,
hold your breath to escape the blast.
Shallow knowledge destroyed my nerves,
Now my skin is left with jagged curves.

This was not the way I planned it, and it’s now lost in the crowd,
the truth always seems to hurt until our hearts burn out.

Maybe you’ll regret this when your older,
And you’ll realize it while I hold her,
The child of hate that spawned from you,
Delivered from the deceit that may be true.
This is the last time I’ll take your abuse,
And hopefully these words will be of use,
For shallow knowledge destroyed my nerves,
Now my skin is left with jagged curves.

This was not the way I planned it, and it’s now lost in the crowd,
the truth always seems to hurt until our hearts burn out.

Suicdote (2010)

How should I begin? Time was fourteen past the start,
Noticing wasn’t the problem, but it was escalating like a dart.
The spurt stopped with my assistance, it seemed impossible to end,
It’s happened again, I cried, this can’t be the new trend.


Are you sure you want to do this?
Leave it all in our town?
No one ever meant to hurt you,
And you’re never coming ‘round.
If I could seek out the answer,
would you stop this right now?
No reflection in the white,
In the red-soaked sheets, it can be found.


The day was getting shady and we didnt have much time,
We didn’t know to stop this, her health was in a bind.
There was no one that could help, and I did everything I could,
The important signs were in my face, and I wasn’t sure if I should.


Are you sure you want to do this?
Leave it all in our town?
No one ever meant to hurt you,
And you’re never coming ‘round.
If I could seek out the answer,
would you stop this right now?
No reflection in the white,
In the red-soaked sheets, it can be found.


She painted her room red that night, and she embraced the brand new shade,
As she ravaged at her skinny wrists, with her rusty little blade.
I told her I’d be there for her, but she left no note this time,
She ended it all on a sunny day, Fourteen minutes past nine.


And here I am, an hour past the time that you departed,
Fourteen past the start of ten,
And you left me broken hearted.

Red Ink. (2012)

This thick red ink,
Represents all I want to say.
I’ll be brief this time,
Musn’t waste the ink away.
It’s surprising that you think,
After we’re left in disarray,
That you can summon me back,
Like a child who’s lost his way.

Getting woozy now,
The secret’s out.
Drip, drip, in the silence,
Exsanguished and turned about
From you.