Freeverse Fridays: This Is Not A Love Song

Alright, I noticed that I tend to not blog over the weekends. From now on if I write any poetry it WILL be posted on Fridays cause it'll leave this place a little interesting at the end of the week! BLOGSPOT will be the FIRST place I post from now on because I know you guys are reading because of my MSN even if it's not constantly telling you I've posted something new. People who deserve to read it are here and not people on facebook that see it pop up on their newsfeed! I'm going to start this off with something that I wrote a few weeks back and edited a few times. Actually, I wrote this in one night, and edited it two days ago. I'm posting THIS up now because I probably won't have time next week cause it is Chinese New Year! I recorded the original as I may have said before but I've decided not to give you my URL cause it sucks! The first track is always horrible.
It's hard to tell people how I feel, as my previous blog stated. So I hope this will explain everything. *note: some lines refer to: You Make Me Mad - Jordyn Taylor, cause I love this song. :P So... here
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Let me paint you a picture
A sea of fire
And a land of sorrow
That’s all she sees ‘cause she doesn’t know how to let go
And so…
Only that and memories flow into her brain
So let’s take a stroll down memory lane
Don’t take this the wrong way and think I’m insane
Well… he knows I am but let’s not expose any names
Rewind back to 2009
Where I was fine—actually content, that no one was on my mind
Felt a little empty but got used to it over time
A strong defense system for a hollow state
The one time I let my guard down, turned around and got gunned down with no time to retaliate
Shit... then what happened to me occurred at an exponential rate
I was gone and now it’s his checkmate
The kid’s an evil genius you would have to agree
Yeah, you make me mad ‘cause look what you’ve done to me
Weird dreams and lack of sleep
Always afraid something bad is going to happen
Alright guys, I admit it then
Elizabeth Nguyen, really likes him
Now SHUT UP, I’m trying to finish this poem
Actually… I don’t know what this composition is
And I really don’t know what THIS is
This is ridiculous
I assume that’s what you’re thinking right?
I apologize because this isn’t what I normally write
*Sigh*… I gotta finish this before I turn off the light and call it a night
So where was I?
Oh right… Guard up, then this criminal comes along
And now I’m making this cheesy shit that could be mistaken for a love song
Feeling like something’s going to go wrong
I’m not accusing you of anything
It’s just… you know… a feeling
Let me paint you another damn picture
It’s a feeling of always being screwed over
Tired of this drug and getting sober
So if you’re not here for us then what are you here for?
Oh, sorry—I kind of went off track
Okay, let me try to go back
To memory lane, or was it road? I hope I don’t get lost
But then again, don’t you do that a lot? ;)
OH TSST, I had to just throw in a burn =P
“So Elizabitch, what else have we learned?”
“Well after lots of time and effort of being alone
A heart can be turned to stone
BUT without careful monitoring and strong protection
In only a fraction of that time the stone can be turned back to an organ”
So whatever heart of stone it used to be
It’s now an organ stitched inside me
Digging into my chest, I’m going to try something new
Setting my heart onto the table in plain view
This is not a love song, it’s a public love letter
A little aggressive but I don’t think I could have written it any better...
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Um.. so yeah. That's how I feel, told in a lyrical format. Yeah I COULD have made it more cheesy and shit but... i don't know. it would have been a little too...cliche? If you need a translation just holler. This may eventually be posted on Facebook, but might not depending on the feedback I receive or how I am later.