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Powedered Nose Wife

coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
edited November 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she looks up at me with utter disdain
calls me the source of all her pain
i take her hand and lead her back to bed
she stares at me with eyes already dead

i pour myself another glass of champagne
it's all i can do to stay maintained
i crawl in beside her and look at the woman i wed
remind myself why i love her and slowly kiss her head

it's just nights like these that leave unbearable strain
it's just nights like these feel like i'm married to the...

i can feel her heart beating right out of her chest
remind myself that i should feel blessed
once a beautiful creature driven to tears
a wife should not be something constantly feared

don't know how we grew to be like this
all of a sudden it was no longer bliss
you startled me by throwing things
headed downtown to pawn your rings

this is the kind of pain it brings
the substance that has crippled her wings
i know that my love for her still exists
even if i can't feel it when we kiss

it's just nights like these that i'm unable to remain
it's just nights like these that i am married to the cocaine
Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
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Comments

  • Astral StarAstral Star Posts: 129
    This would make a great song! Very nice imagery I felt likeI was in the bedroom watching all this unfold. I like the anticipation in the "chorus" too.
    "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to eachother." Mother Theresa
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Kinda selfish isn't
    Hardcore dope does that to a person
    Alcohol too for that matter
    Throw it all away
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
    Thanks for the replies. If you're interested check out Matt Good, the song titled "Born Losers" great Canadian Musician.
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    Astral Star wrote:
    This would make a great song! Very nice imagery I felt likeI was in the bedroom watching all this unfold. I like the anticipation in the "chorus" too.


    indeed
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    there is a love that never dies
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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