Friday, July 30, 2010

Intexticated

Intoxicated, texting, our friendship has ended.
Why did I not love her unconditionally?
Why did I allow the bottle to control my push button words?
Amazing how technology is alleged to be for the better, yet it destroys so much so quickly.
Too late to repair, I live with the despair.
Only myself to blame.
Friends should never let friends drink and text.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Is Help Available?

The girl I love has given me back my name.
She has broken my heart and says that I am the one to blame.
I don't see how that can be true.
If it is, what can I do?
Perhaps I need help.
Will anyone help me?

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

I Was Wrong

I jumped the gun, thought I was going to kill someone.
I was so wrong about her.
It wasn't her fault.
What have I done?
Now making it clear why it is that I have no one.
Think I love her.
Is that so wrong?
She ignores it, but my feelings are strong.
I jumped the gun, thought I was going to kill someone.
Should have killed myself.
I would die for her.
I believe she is worth it.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

I Remember

I remember you, I remember me, I remember the relationship tragedy.
I remember, my god I wish I didn't remember.
I remember things that are new, I remember things that are old, I remember things that you'll never know.
I remember, my god I wish I didn't remember.
I remember your name, I remember your game, I remember taking the blame.
I remember, my god I wish I didn't remember.
I remember the mistakes, I remember the shame, I remember thinking how my life would never be the same.
I remember, my god I wish I didn't remember.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

I Miss My Table

The table and I were best friends.
The table and I would tell each other everything.
The table was good to me.
The table understood what I was going through.
The table helped me get through the heartache that was caused by you.
One day, I asked the table for advice and did not receive a response.
The table had passed away.
I now talk to myself.
It's not the same.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

I Made A Mistake

I look through a book of old memories and realize that I would have been better off never knowing you.
I sit on our favorite bench and contemplate haunting you.
I hear our favorite song and realize that the words are all wrong.
I drink our favorite wine and remember being loved at one time.
I see strange faces of the past and hear myself telling them that you would forever be mine.
Can you blame me?
It was a comforting self-inflicted lie at the time.
Now I look through a book of old memories and realize that I would have been better off never knowing you.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Haunting Hatred

Her face is stuck in my mind.
It's the only beauty outside of her hatred for me that I can find.
When hatred arrives, I run and hide.
My heart beats so loud, I become easy to find.
The torture is slow, it must be my time.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Frightening Feelings

I'm just a broken down piece of meat for your pleasure.
I'm a rotting corpse screaming I surrender.
I'm the one who I don't want you to remember.
Do you really need the pictures?
Do you really need the number?
Do you really need to know me at all?
I am not your servant, I am not your enemy, I am just your scapegoat sanctuary.
Do you really need the pictures?
Do you really need the number?
Do you really need to know me at all?
Trembling in the corner as your footsteps grow closer, I become paranoid from the likes of you.
Like a blanket your shadow covers me and this room strips me of my dignity.
I want off of this ride, all I have left is my selfish pride.
Do you really need the pictures?
Do you really need the number?
Do you really need to know me at all?
Nothing left to bury but empty pockets.
No more skeletons to hide in secretive closets.
Did you really need the pictures?
Did you really need the number?
Did you really need to know me at all?

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Forever A Fantasy

A different stage of the game.
I have a new face to blame.
At times I feel ashamed.
The reality of it all is killing me.
It is all wrong.
The fantasy is so right.
How can I take this out on her?
She accepts the reality of the situation.
I can only accept the fantasy.
That is what it will always be to me.
An eternal fantasy.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Expiration Date

Just like our dreams we are going nowhere.
All we have are empty hearts in broken frames.
Our show has expired, there is no love, there is no desire.
Hate in the air, soul in despair, the caretaker came by, he couldn't repair.
Bag of death wrapped around me, gave up on faith, gave in to catastrophe.
Our show has expired, there is no love, there is no desire.
Red stained hands over the sink, stop and think of what could've never been.
The sound of steel birds gliding beneath me, heaven is so heavenly, thank you for releasing me.
Our show had expired, there was no love, there was no desire.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini



Dead Future

I could stare into her eyes and see my future die.
A girl that I thought would one day be my bride will turn out to be my killer instead.
I can't look my ghost in the face.
I need to put my head down and run away from this place.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini



Friday, July 23, 2010

Current Events

I carried a casket out of a church.
I turned the corner and witnessed a woman giving birth.
I took hold of a shovel and buried our love deep within the earth.
A poor person walked into a store and purchased an expensive shirt.
Sometimes I feel like my life is dirt.
I am just something for people to drag their feet through.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Circus Of Sadness

This old town is bringing me down.
These clowns aren't so much fun anymore.
They never did look very happy.
They wear a look of sadness such as the one I now wear.
The only difference is that their sadness is painted on and mine is real.
I don't need to hide behind a painted disguise to show you people how I feel.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Amnesia

I don't remember your face, I don't remember your touch.
I don't remember your name, I don't remember the pain.
I don't remember us in love, I don't remember you at all.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Almost There

Someone drew a picture of my heart, it looked kind of broken.
Kiss my heart goodbye.
I'm all done loving, I'm all done crying... I'm just about dying.
Where is my new heart?
Where is my new life?
Pieces are still missing.
It's no use.
I'm all done loving, I'm all done crying... I'm just about dying.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

Admission

I am just face, I am just words, I am not worth your love.
I am just games, I am just plain, I am not worth your love.
I am just life, I am just lies, I am not worth your love.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

A Boy Like Me

A boy like me can fall in love with a girl like you.
A boy like me will do anything for a girl like you.
A boy like me understands a girl like you.
Please believe in all that I say.
A boy like me wants to marry a girl like you.
A boy like me is ready to reproduce with a girl like you.
A boy like me would die for a girl like you.
Please believe in all that I say.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini