I CAN SO do ‘Emo’
Wine and insomnia can bring you to very dark places. Not my usual fluffy, fantasy, funnies…
~EXPLAIN~
I seek salvation in your arms
The comfort of your strength
Shelter me from blatant lies
Let me drown in your caress
Tell me where we’ve met before
Explain why it’s so easy to return
And why the longing comes with the bliss
Time was never on our side
~BURY ME~
Stab me, poke me, choke me;
Don’t tell me what to say.
Thrill me, please me, tease me;
Your intentions you mislay.
Taunt me, spurn me, scorn me;
Throw my heart away.
Love me, want me, crave me;
My heart you will betray.
Stop me, hold me, scold me;
Pretend everything’s OK.
Hold me, hear me, believe me
I won’t beg you to stay.
My 12 year old called me Emo the other day cuz I keep cutting myself during my bathroom renovations. She said I was turning Emo. I’m so hip.
*grins* You DO realize that by using the word hip we are seriously NOT hip? Where did the time go? And how in the world are you cutting yourself doing renovations? Let me guess…linoleum or tile trimming? Or is that just me? *lol*