Sunday, March 31, 2013

Powerless

  That's exactly what it is. I've figured that much out. Unfortunately, I haven't figured out how to stop it. And without your permission or even any knowledge of how it happened, it gets worse. Much worse. And the next thing you know...
 
 
 
 
How do I keep that little sucker under control?? My mind, the sane one, takes the time to analyze the situation and begins to form a strategy. My heart, the idiot, dives in headfirst without checking if there's water in the pool. It's like crossing the street without looking both ways; the way MAY be clear, or you may end up as a hood ornament.
 
 
 
So, the heart somehow manages to override the mind...
 
 
And then I'm left looking back and thinking...
 
 
 
Mistakes, face-palm, retrospect, regret...
 
 
 
My mind, the sane one, takes the time to analyze the situation and begins to form a strategy...for next time. It's determined not to allow this to happen again. But it's not the one in control... 
 
My hands are tied, there's nothing I can do. Helpless, hopeless...
Powerless.
 
 
*Listening to "Powerless" by Linkin Park*
 
- Hop Along

Rhyming Words

Okay, I've been told that I should put some of my poetry on here. So, here you go. This one's an oldie but a goody. It's about a failed relationship. It's called "Not Your Love." Enjoy!!

Candy and flowers
All the gifts that you shower
Me with to show your love is true
You give love and affection
So we'll make a connection
But that's not what I want from you.

How can I care what you're feeling if
I have enough to be dealing with??
Could you please get your face off the floor...
I just want my freedom
From you, so don't be dumb,
Just give me what I'm asking for.

You get on my last nerve!!
What I mean, in other words,
Is that you have been quite a pain
To the "Nth" degree
You bug the hell outta me
And you're starting to drive me insane.

I guess I loved you at first,
And as much as it hurts,
I just haven't been feeling the live lately
And if the hell I went through
Is how you say "I love you,"
Then, frankly, I'd rather you hate me.

- Hop Along