Bittersweet

I stared across the park bench
Hanging on his every word
And nothing in the world mattered
Not even the fussing of birds
Fingertips brush like smooth keys
Clueless to the power he holds
Honesty seems to flow with ease
The nerves no longer cold
 ~
The touch can’t be duplicated
As fingers begin to graze
The feeling is reciprocated
And minutes feel like days
 ~
Breathing becomes harder
The longing goes longer
The heart beats get louder
~
The stupid smile on my face
I can’t stop what’s coming
So I live in this very moment
Soon reality will come running
 
-VSN

Missing Pieces

When you call
I come running
I know you’re out there
Can you hear me?
The flashbacks keep coming
Can you see me?
Staring from across the world
Could you take me?
Away from all this chaos
Maybe break me
Do everything you wished for
When you get lonely
Giving the attention you dream of
Do you honey?
Want it all laid out in the open
We could both
Fix the hearts that we’ve had broken
-VSN

Art credit : Talking comics

Lemons for Lemonade

We Humans

We do the craziest things

Ignore someone

Attempting to retrain the brain

To try and get rid of

What drives us insane

Controlling road rage

Just by switching the lanes

Stupid humans

Life just isn’t that easy

It’s hurtful, it’s messy

It’s so fucking sleazy

And you have to deal with it

Love in it

Sleep in it

And there are no refunds

You’ll just have to keep it.

-VSN

Fucking Writer’s Block

The rush, the crave

You keep me intact

The irony I know

Is that you also undo me

~

I cried myself to sleep

It just wasn’t the same

The love was still there

But nothing else remained

~
You can’t be duplicated

You keep me sane

The thought of it

The feel of it

I have no shame

~
With just one good kiss

My skin would glow

And with one good fuck

The words would flow

-VSN

Mundane

Today I don’t feel sexy

I wouldn’t turn you on

I opted out of make up

My hair has grown too long

~

With baggy jeans

And a pony tail

My eyes sink in

I don’t look well

~

I need new clothes

That hug my curves

Something shiny

Will calm my nerves

~

This migraine threatens

To split my skull

This anxiety threatens

To steal my soul

~

I need you to flirt

So that I can flirt back

So turned on

You fall off track

~

Today I don’t feel sexy.

~

-VSN

Unpolished

My muse has become blurred
As I try to regain what’s left
My body remains uncured
In my search to find what’s next

A shot of fireball to help forget
Reminds me that I’m an addict

Of a drug so dangerous
I’m losing sleep
Night after night
I’m in too deep
I resort to counting blessings
When I’m done with sheep

Classical music
Something smooth
Something without a beat
My heart is doing enough
To put a drum line at ease

I can’t get my shit together
I can’t find my peace
I’m lost without a label
I can’t find me

-VSN

Delicious Torture

In a crowded space

Your touch is all I feel

A gasp in your direction

No longer sure what’s real

 

A tingle down my spine

As my insides begin to stir

The flying pigs, and big wigs

They all become a blurr

 

Your seduction is so simple

Yet effective in every way

I’m addicted to this torture

So weak to be your prey

 

-VSN