Give Me A Reason

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Give me a reason

Like leaves in the seasons

To change, for you

It’s been a long hard winter

I’m prepared to wither away

But you say you don’t want me to

Oh, you want me to stay

But oh, I don’t want to stand still

Just give me a reason

You beg and you’re pleading

For me

But you have nothing to give

Winter has ended

I don’t want to get left stranded

Watching you walk away

Oh no, no, no, no

Just give me a reason to stay.

A song written for a Fantasy in progress, What If. Read the first few chapters on my other blog authormercedes.weebly.com

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Wildest Dreams- Drive

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When I asked where we were going, Mr. Prent replied, “Let’s get out of this town; drive out of the city, just… get away from these crowds of students and teachers…” And witnesses.

“I like the sound of that.”

So we went on a long drive. No destination in sight. Maybe Mr. Prent got the feeling too. He has somewhere- he didn’t know where yet, that he had to go.

I must have fallen asleep at some point, because I woke in the passenger seat, but Mr. Prent was laying in the bed of his truck, staring into the stars. I climbed out, realizing we were in a cemetery. Of all places to go, I wondered, why there?

Not that I cared. I am the picnic in the cemetery kind of gal. But she strongly advised against it- like everything else- and suggested I find more “appropriate” interests.

I wonder if she would have found this appropriate.

I didn’t say anything. Mr. Prent just looked so far away; deep in some other world. Instead, I laid there next to him. The cool metal sent chills up my spine and I shivered in the warm autumn night. Wordlessly, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I layed my head on his chest. His cologne reminded me of a cool ocean breeze that swallows you whole… his scent is still in my hair.

I’m not sure how long we laid like that for. I started off counting seconds in his heartbeats. One, two, three, fo-ur, fivesix, seven, eight, nine, tah-en. But doing that only made me sleepy. I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to hold this moment in the now and have it last forever.

I should know better than anyone, nothing lasts forever. Especially not happiness. I was happy once-upon-a-time. When I had parents- real ones- but it was so long ago it feels like a dream. Or a nightmare.

I guess he knows about this too. It was the cemetery where both his father and brother were buried. A robbery gone wrong. Mr. Prent was in college. His mother was grocery shopping. To come home and see her son and husband askew on the kitchen floor. I could just imagine her walking into the house, wondering why the door was already open. She’s talking to them- not knowing they can’t hear- going on about a great special she got at the market. Then she sees them. The blood. And bags fall out of her hands in slow-motion… It’s all a little too familiar.


A passage of Wildest Dreams & a picture It & Write inspiration!

I Don’t Want To Be A Sinner

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I didn’t mean to make a mess of things,
I guess neither did you
But you and I are both sinners
And we just do as sinners do

We lust, we lie, we cheat, that’s life
We loved, we lost, now it’s time to say goodbye.

I don’t want to be a sinner
But Lord knows I ain’t a saint
Neither of us is the winner,
Because neither of us could think
I don’t want to be a sinner
But I guess that’s what I am
Neither of us is the winner
Because you and I are both damned.

I didn’t mean to ruin your life
I guess I am just a whore
Because instead of going to the light
I followed you into the dark

I didn’t mean to fall in love
I guess you might say the same
But neither of us could stay away
Now we’re both to blame

We lust, we lie, we cheat, that’s life
We loved, we lost, now it’s time to say goodbye.

I don’t want to be a sinner
But Lord knows I ain’t a saint
Neither of us is the winner,
Because neither of us could think
I don’t want to be a sinner
But I guess that’s what I am
Neither of us is the winner
Because you and I are both damned.

I didn’t mean to make a mess of things
I didn’t mean to start a war
I didn’t mean to ask for so much
But I was greedy, I wanted more

I don’t want to be a sinner
But Lord knows I ain’t a saint
Because when he tested my faith,
I threw it all a way
I don’t want to be a sinner
But I know that’s what I am
Because when I’m kissing you,
I know I am damned.

Mouth To Mouth

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The way you look at me

With those big brown eyes

Makes my stomach dance

Makes my head light.

When your skin brushes against mine

I know I’m in too deep

Because my lungs get tied

My tongue grows weak.

And when you pull me in close

I know there’s no escape

Because when we’re mouth to mouth

You steal my breath away

Too Bad

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I don’t know how we got here
I don’t know how to escape
I don’t know why my heart
Keeps beating your name.
And it’s killing me…
And it’s killing me…
There’s a hole in my chest
That burns with every breath
But when you take my hand
It stings a little less
Because you heal me…
Because you heal me…
There are stars in your eyes
Like a rocket, together we fly
Too bad you are not mine…
I don’t know where we go from here
I don’t if we can move forward
Seems like we’re stuck where we are
In the realm of dirty, guilty hearts
And it’s killing me…
And it’s killing me…
I am a prisoner in your chest
Your rib cage holds me back
When you cry your heart turns blue
When I cry, I cry over you
Because we can’t be…
Because we can’t be…
There are stars in your eyes
Like a rocket, together we fly
All through space and time
Too bad you are not mine
Too bad you will never be mine
Because when our lips touch
And our eyes meet
There is no where else I’d rather be
And it’s killing me.

Damned

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When I am with you

It’s like some sort of drug

Living off of a high I can’t get enough of

But when my mind clears

I wonder to myself, what the hell am I doing here?

But I don’t know how to end it

And it goes on and on

How do I get off this vicious cycle

You’ve got me on?

It’d be easier to runaway from you

But in your presence my limbs are jelly

If I could just hide away from you

But you’re always there watching

If I could say goodbye

If our lips did more than kissing

Then maybe I could make it all right

And not have to feel so guilty

But you know as well as I

That this will never end

Guess I’ll have to succumb to the truth

That you and I are damned.