Beauty and Sin

Deep inside I’m closing the door
Never to be opened again in the daylight
What was the meaning?
What was it all for?
Forever remembering trading day for night

You stole my heart and soul
Leaving me in a eternal see saw fantasy
Between trust and betrayal
Was it always all wrong?
Ice cold empty promises that you gave to me

I want to hate you
You don’t know how much I’ve tried
I need to still love you
You don’t know how much I’ve lied

Distantly holding open the door
Darkness hiding the illumination from within
Obscuring the the gouge you cut
Deep into my heart
Cradled by what lies between beauty and sin


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https://thevinyljungle.com/

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Blood On The Rose

Trip a wire in my brain
Short circuit to distant dreams
Destinations where I want to arive
Paths that I fear to tread
It keeps the dream alive
But is it all in my head?
Or the monster under the bed

You’re the monster under the bed

Yeah, I remember what I want to forget
Yeah, I want what I don’t deserve to get
No, I won’t ever regret the path I chose
But why does there need to be blood on the rose?

But is it all in my head?
Or is it the monster under the bed?
It’s right there under my nose
Tomorrow and forever there will always be
Blood on the rose


Pleasecheck out my other blog, The Vinyl Jungle, dedicated to the love of vinyl records and record collecting.

https://thevinyljungle.com


Copyright © 2018 Mr. Flying Pig

We Never Said Goodbye

I’ll keep it in my pocket for the rest of my life
You can’t see it in the daylight
But at night it cuts me like a knife

You did this to me
You helped make me who I am
Yes, you did this to me
Because you never asked me why
And we never said goodbye
No, we never said goodbye

The goal was a simple when darkness touched light
Cut through the fog with a dull knife
Take all the time to do it right

You did this to me
You helped make me who I am
Yes, you did this to me
Because you never asked me why
And we never said goodbye
No, we never said goodbye

Why did you never ask me why?
Because you already knew the answer

You did this to me
You helped make me who I am
Yes, you did this to me
Because you never asked me why
And we never said goodbye
No, we never said goodbye

Goodbye


Please check out my other blog, The Vinyl Jungle, dedicated to the love of vinyl records and record collecting.

https://thevinyljungle.com


Copyright © 2018 Mr. Flying Pig

Affinity

Energy traveling through the vast expanse
Knowing what lay hidden
What needs to stay hidden
Stringed along in theory
Loss of trust mentality
Desire becomes the fantasy
For losing all integrity
All for nothing if nothing more
Than the affinity.

There was no other way
Or none to be known of that day
Point of contact termination
No means for explanation
Rules laid out in damnation
Loss of salvation
Emotional degradation
Affinity negation
No more games to play
Nothing more to say


Please check out my other blog, The Vinyl Jungle, dedicated to the love of vinyl records and record collecting.

https://thevinyljungle.com


Copyright © 2018 Mr. Flying Pig

Color Me Unimpressed

I thought you were out of my league
I never expected to be stabbed in the back
I didn’t know how painful the twist of a cheating knife could be.

Viewed from the distance so many times
I swore that would never be me
I would never be so naive
But you stole my heart without my paying heed
And ripped out my soul
Ripped it out and laid it to waste
The betrayal and deceit left me cold
Wondering if I could ever open the gates again

I thought you were out of my league
Though memories may drift my heart will never go back
To the twist of a knife and.your night of ecstasy

Maybe I see it things as too black and white
Maybe I should have expected nothing less
I will forever keep a safe distance and do what is right
Wanting but not wanting
Color me unimpressed


Please check out my other blog, The Vinyl Jungle, dedicated to the love of vinyl records and record collecting.

https://thevinyljungle.com


Copyright © 2018 Mr. Flying Pig

My other Wordpress blog

There hasn’t been a lot going on here because this blog is more of my general writing place (mainly poetry, but occasionally some other stuff). I also have vinyl record music blog, “The Vinyl Jungle”, that has been capturing most of my writing time. I have been posting to it nearly every day for a little over a year now and only occasionally here. If you’re a music lover, I hope you’ll give my other WordPress blog a visit. Feel free to drop in a comment while you’re there to let me know what you think or suggest an album.

http://thevinyljungle.com

Questions 4 and 6

Were you ready to leave or did I throw us away?
If I’d asked you about it would I have believed you anyway?
Questions I ponder every day

Does that little diamond still sparkle in your eyes?
If I asked you today, would you tell the truth or feed me lies?
Questions I try to analyze.

Do you know what you meant to me?
Do you realize what you helped me see?
Is what you meant to me ever what I meant to you?
Did I throw away a heart that was true?

Did you know I gave up all of my soul and my heart?
Did you know it’s what I felt inside right from the very start?
Questions that tear my soul apart.

Writing what I feel. Feeling what I write.

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