Miss Insincere
Random night poetry!
Miss Insincere, I can see the daggers behind your eyes
The entrance to a mind that shelters all these lies
What have you been withholding? Secret evil thoughts?
I cannot figure out all these twisted little knots.
Scrutinizing oh so closely the reasons for your hate
I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s just a personality trait.
I realize I was a fool for thinking harmony could work
When you mix fire and ice, everything simply goes berserk.
And now I seem to be losing my own head trying to understand
But I think I’ll give up this confusion I can’t withstand
So Miss Insincere, stop trying to wage a war
I’m not going to fix your problems anymore.
The Incessant Noise
Tick… tock… drip… drop…
Time simply won’t stop
The perpetual wave of life and more
Is the slumber of time and the accompanying snore
There is no pause, there is no rest
There is no cheating on this test
The scribble of graphite recording selection
Attempting to mimic and attain perfection
Tattoo the answers to my heart
So that truth and I may never part
For I know but one thing exists
True love will always persist.
