E l e k t o p l e

Hey. Its lousy <3 I recently wrote  poem that I think would do well on this blog. Its about being obsessed with being wanted, and wanting. Its a love obsession for someone who doesn’t know how to be loved. Although It can be preceived in any way to help you. I could be about drug addiction or depression or lost dreams. Its everything in your heart and everything you ma not know you’re feeling. I hope people like it. Its very personal to me so I hope it helps!

CREATIVE DRUG<BY LOUSY

we all die alone i suppose, each heart sops beating

one after the other. and it may make you wonder if the lips of your current lover could be stone cold. 

we all grow old. and times are hard for dreamers, but dreaming with your eyes open i so different.

yet we throw around our love chopping up the latest creative drugs. all for what? to see our friends float around, feet off the ground

and if you kiss a friend when no ones around, does the social later shatter? does it shake? does it even make a sound?

I think of you on nights I cant sleep, but its the thought of you thinking of me. im blind and i cant see what im doing to other people just what i with you were doing to me.

youre the latest creative drug, making me tremble how could this be? though its more than just what i see its how you enter my blood stream, with big bright eyes the best drug ive ever seen. 

but could it kill me? (the answer is yes i found out)

the soft curve of your lips, is the blade hand crafted beautifully made. so i hit a line. inside m mind explodes with a beautiful design. i want you inside. and its bad you take me over, its like a video game and ive lost the controller

and id call it magic but it seems to me, that love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyways. so here i am, i shatter and shake a the feel of your finger tips

yet all i want is to taste the sweet citrus of your gental lips 

say im dreaming call me mad but i want this rug and i want it bad.I know its not right, something i should fight 

but i think it just may be.. 

a pretty good bad idea you and me.