That old school love!!
Remember the time when u call after dark Holding hands when we walk in the park Trying to hang up..when u knew it was hard I miss that When u call before u came to pick me up for a date when u call to let me know u will be 10 minutes late When it was the flowers and the candy that made me wait I miss that When u look in my eyes and say i love you and i look in your eyes and know it was true When for me any and everything you would do I miss that When u kiss my forehead when you thought i was sleep or wrap ur arms around me so sincere and sweet Feeling that the only one you want to hold just happened to be me I miss that When i come home from work the dinner has been cooked Bath water ran A seductive look that is the feeling that got me hooked and i miss that more Poetry from shadylove2 |
tonight I played a show
I didn't let anybody know I just grabbed my guitar and walked out the door and said baby I gotta go there was a moment of freedom in the middle of my set that no drug or drink ever provided yet I still wasn't high enough I poured my soul out I nearly sold out i felt the eyes on me I sang my song I shared my pain and I did it all for free my love my life my joy again for a moment they felt the same upon the stage my mind erased I wish they remembered my name immediately after i signed a CD upon a request and yet i still felt i was alone I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could I wanted to hurry home I can't stay out there anymore i wish my eyes had never seen what they put in front of me my ears are killing from all the noise I'm hearing in the street I can't escape it I can't erase it I just want some relief I wish I could hold them closer to me I wish I could make them care is there anybody there is there anybody there I wanted to do so much for all of them for a moment...they knew I was here 
Who’s this
What is this A misfit Another misguided soul that nobody knows A highlight Of a misplaced life that cannot be denied Walking with the lovers On the hated side For a moment of praise His hands will raise Only to be led into the illusion that he suddenly exist Again he wished His mothers kiss Counting the days that his Father missed Who’s this What is this A superstar Another baby born into a shadow of fame Fighting and clawing to escape the name Of his ancestors succession of prime Ripping the fragments of generations of lies Denying the feelings That he’s holding inside Pulling it back like a little child Screaming It’s mine It’s mine Again he wished His mothers kiss Counting the days that his Father missed Who’s this What it this A model That hasn’t been lifted As she begins to sag and her body resist The people around her move slowly away And realize she is no longer gifted As a new girl walks by The old model tries Denying the feelings That she’s holding inside Pulling it back like a little child Screaming It’s mine It’s mine Again she wished her mothers kiss Counting the days that her Father missed Send your poetry to doubleff@doubleff.biz |
