Little bugs in my disturbed mind

Can’t we just live in harmony ?
Why we just rest in peace
But not live in peace ?
Why do we all
Have to be remarkably mean
To people we secretly fear ?
We’re trapped inside
A machine
They inducted in our little minds
Selling it as a dream
When it is just suffering;
A world of whores & lies,
We absorb ourselves into recreational coma
Letting life pass besides our sofa.
Fuck their false dreams, their big houses
I just want a beer & the love of you darling.

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Taper sur la machine à 4h18 jusqu’à que vos doigts saignent un peu

Comment converses-tu avec une personne
Si vos lèvres ne sont pas entièrement
Destinées à la parole véridique
Qui submerge cette existence non-pudique ?
Les mots de l’âme éclipsés
Par nos messages mal structurés,
La flamme du cœur enivrée
De vertu, de vin et de poussière.
L’on est comme des anges tombés de l’Olympe
Entre les dieux l’on s’est révolté
Car leurs idéaux nous surmontaient
Et les démons nous proposaient une rampe
Vers un monde plus candide
Où les humains vivent en harmonie
Sans se soucier des normes préétablies
Qui guident et affaiblissent
Notre cœur et esprit.
Il n’y a rien de plus honnête
Et de plus humainement vrai
Qu’une conversation entre deux
Qui dérive sans objection ;
Une personne parle et l’autre écoute,
Sans penser à la réponse avant qu’elle s’écroule
Entre les mensonges et les paroles
Des indignes d’être présents.
Alors écoutons le chant des Hommes
Et laissons de côté le jugement
Prends la main de ton camarade
Et arrêtons ces algarades.

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Another tequila night

Another tequila night
Girls gone wild,
Alcohol to the core
Of this special shot.
I used to love the game
Flirting with someone else
Finding a new person
Releasing the pressure.
Now I don’t feel anything
And all is boredom,
Thing are good seldom
I don’t find it interesting.
Why look for another woman
When I can’t forget the old one?
Why play for days, months, years
To get fucked up in the end of it?
My addiction is coming back
And I don’t have the energy
To keep it from my misery
As in my mind I hold you tight.
I want it all to just go
Though these lines
Don’t seem to stop
And I’m tired of trying
When there’s just acting.
More tequila is coming
Girls all around puking
A pen slices my hand
Blood filling my insides,
And I begin to write.
I’ll leave you be now
Don’t worry about I,
There’s still some art
Left for me to die.

Leave it behind

Tonight I will think about nothing
For once I shall empty my head
But if I’m to spend my life rhyming
Will you rhyme for me when I am dead?

Will you sing to the trees I existed,
Tell the rivers they’re wasting their time?
If I stay here a couple more weeks love
Will you tell the whole world I was fine?

If I build up a workload to leave here
Will you make sure it’s read when I go?
If there’s no one to love me while living
Who’s there to let them all know?

Will you write out my name on a banner
And parade it and yell in the streets
That someone on earth once existed
That none of them ever will meet?

If they don’t care please play them my songs love
Perhaps then at least they can hear
That even if scores are not mourning the loss
Perhaps I once had a good hear

So it’s 3 o’clock in the morning
And I still haven’t emptied my mind
And this poem is not quite a masterpiece
But at least I can leave it behind

(‘Idiot Verse’, Keaton Henson)

The grave of love

You were only seventeen
And I took you for a dream,
Said you wanted to find peace
Let’s run to hell
I promise it’d be warm there
I know a soft spot
Where we could talk;
Time can’t enter there
There’s only words and poetry
Sex and the absence of agony
Lifts you into the air
Where no-one cares.
You can danse naked,
Scream your blame out,
Cry like you’ve never cried,
Run away from all this
And begin to believe
That feelings are meant to be
And I’ve felt everything for you
The greatest nights, the biggest lies
The ‘I’ve never felt so alive’
The ‘I’ll never leave’, a big dream.
Now I’m lost between these lines
I don’t know what I wanted to say
Look, truth is, you were my true love
And I used to be always so alone,
And now that you’re gone
I’ve forgot how to be at home
I’ve lost the way into the grave
That I’ve craved so long ago.