Tick tock.
Tick, tick, tock.
Tick tock.
My eyes,
Are glued to the clock.
I’ve tried,
To leave this stone hard box.
I died,
At the sea shore dock.
And I flied,
And gave them all shock.
Tick tock
Tick, tick, tock
Tick tock
Tick tick tock
Tell me,
What have I done wrong?
Danm thee!
Cause I’ve known all along.
A strung key,
Kept on a tong.
Will you be?
The one who keeps them on?
Tick tock
Tick, tick, tock
Tick tock
Tick tick tock
Here I thought you were the other way.
Tick tock
Thinking I was swayed!
Tick tock
You thought that we would fuck.
Tick tock
Sweetheart you’re out of luck.
Tick, tock
So put away your cock.
Tick, tock
Cause time is running out.
Tick, tick clock
Tick tock
The alarm goes off.
And I sit alone in bed,
And think of squishing your head.
As immature as it may be,
I can’t find,
What I really need,
To get you off my mind.
I am performing plead,
Please, please just leave.
Because my brain,
Is starting to bleed.
This will cause me all such pain.
And I thought,
I was done this game.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tick tock.
Tick, tock.
My life is on a clock.
Tick tock,
I’ll break that goddanmed watch
Tick tock.
You’d think that I was brave,
Tick tock
I pull apart the hatch.
Tick tock
But I’ve become your slave.
Tick tock
I have met my match.
Tick tock
As hard as this may be,
Tick tock
This ends with the blade,
Everybody’s slayed.
And we’ll all fly away.
Tick tock,
Tick, tick, tock
Tick tock
Tick tick tock
The alarm is off,
Tick tock
Tick tick tock.
All I hear is a cough.
And I roll again in bed.
And you will keep vouchering my head.
But, I’ve said all that I can say,
Until I wake the next day.
- Leesie Love
- Canada
- Well Internet wise I go by Leesie Love, and I write a lot of Romance and Nonsense.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, November 30, 2009
And when the sunlight hits your eyes, I’m not mesmerized. I see glints of love, and regret, shards of mistakes, hues of confusion and the glaze of hope, false hope that is. There is such sadness in your eyes that it is just down right depressing. But that’s why I like them, personally I mean. I know everyone says the same things about you, over and over again, but still I see what I see, and I say it how it is. Your eyes tell a story, tell me what it is.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
High School Truth
High School Truth
I want to be brave like you. Quiet listen, I’m just suspecting, you’ve made this clear before
I want to be creative like you. Colours screaming everywhere, you have no choice you stop and, stare
I want to feel what you feel. Everything is just that much more real, I think I’ll just stay, and watch you all day
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
Walk up the steps, two by two. What is rush? What do you do?
Why are you always in a rush? Why is it that you never talk?
You are so mysterious, hiding in the dark, finding you will be the spark
Do you ever notice? That the world doesn’t see you?
And did you ever consider? That nothing seems balanced when your not here
I need you, I don’t appreciate you,
That is, the truth
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
Come out of your shell and demand attention, pray for the cause and feel the redemption
Panic, panic, this is so new
Feel the people watching you, run them over with your speech
Suck their souls out like a leech, and they’ll feel, they will see you.
Panic, panic, this is so new,
Run out of the crowd, all eyes are on you
Panic, Panic are you scared? I know you are not prepared
But can’t you see? They’re all counting on you, give them your cue
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
You’re a hidden treasure, I’ve discovered
You’re not clever, but you know, better than others
You just can’t read a map, and yet you know this place like the back of your hand
No one here really thinks your cool, but I like you because of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I have discovered
I want to free you, they need to see you
That is, the truth
I want to be brave like you. Quiet listen, I’m just suspecting, you’ve made this clear before
I want to be creative like you. Colours screaming everywhere, you have no choice you stop and, stare
I want to feel what you feel. Everything is just that much more real, I think I’ll just stay, and watch you all day
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
Walk up the steps, two by two. What is rush? What do you do?
Why are you always in a rush? Why is it that you never talk?
You are so mysterious, hiding in the dark, finding you will be the spark
Do you ever notice? That the world doesn’t see you?
And did you ever consider? That nothing seems balanced when your not here
I need you, I don’t appreciate you,
That is, the truth
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
Come out of your shell and demand attention, pray for the cause and feel the redemption
Panic, panic, this is so new
Feel the people watching you, run them over with your speech
Suck their souls out like a leech, and they’ll feel, they will see you.
Panic, panic, this is so new,
Run out of the crowd, all eyes are on you
Panic, Panic are you scared? I know you are not prepared
But can’t you see? They’re all counting on you, give them your cue
You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you
You’re a hidden treasure, I’ve discovered
You’re not clever, but you know, better than others
You just can’t read a map, and yet you know this place like the back of your hand
No one here really thinks your cool, but I like you because of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I have discovered
I want to free you, they need to see you
That is, the truth
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Pay Back
Pay Back
He heard a noise. His eyes flickered open as he heard the noise play over again, “Hey Wildcat?” he woke the sleeping redhead who was asleep next to him.
“What?” she asked irritably, she was not fond of being woken up.
Ryan’s eyes were fixed on the window, “You hear that?”
She was very grouchy as she became more conscious and more awake, “Hear what? I’m trying to sleep, so no I don’t hear anything.”
“Are you sure?” he asked meditatively, eyes trained solely on the window.
“Yes, go back to sleep.” She snapped.
Then there was another sound, “There!”
“What?” she asked, now fully awake and very bad tempered.
“I heard it again! I think it’s from the window!” He said jumping out of bed and watching out the window. There was nothing there but still he watched, in hopes of figuring out the mysterious noise.
“I think your gonna die soon if you don’t stop acting like a lunatic. I do not hear anything.” She said sternly, then snuggling into a pillow.
He squinted his eyes, now fully used to the dark, “Ella I swear there’s something or someone outside.”
She groaned, “Must we really do this now? Its, danmit it’s three in the morning, can’t it wait for daylight?”
“Ella, what if its dangerous?” he said seriously. He opened the window and stuck half his naked body out to search for the noise.
Turning in the bed to see this she snapped very angrily at him, “Ryan. There is nothing out there, come back to be—”
“Aha! I found the source of the noise!” He exclaimed. It was a mere street cat rummaging through his trash.
“Great, and I am going back to sleep.” She muttered.
He closed the window and climbed back into the bed, “Don’t you want to know what it is?”
“No. I don’t. I don’t want to kill anything because it was disturbing my sleep at this current moment.” She said sleepily.
“Touchy.”
“Oh go eff off and let me sleep in peace!” she said loudly.
Ryan laughed, “Alright, alright I’ll stop, Ella?”
“What now?” She did not understand where he was getting all of this energy from. She was already exhausted from the days and night’s events and all she wanted was some sleep.
“Goodnight.” He said cheerfully.
She moved away from him, “Couch.” She said instantly.
“What?” he seemed confused.
She was irritated enough by now, “Couch. Now. Go sleep on the couch.”
He stayed quiet and then after a while snapped back, “If I do recall, this is my apartment.”
She got up, “Fine, I’m leaving then.”
“Oh you’re not going anywhere.” He yanked her arm back down. “Stay.”
“Then for gods sake let me get some rest!” she said harshly.
He smirked, “Okay.”
She rolled over on her side away form him. Ryan snaked his arm around her waist and started to plant small kisses over her shoulder.
“Ryan?”
“Mm?” he responded, still continuing his small kisses.
She let out a tired sigh, “How do you expect me to sleep, if you keep this up?”
“Keep what up?” he asked innocently. He slipped an arm under the side of her stomach and let her weight put his arm in place for him to stroke her lower stomach.
“Don’t be stupid with me at this hou—” She stopped mid word to enjoy Ryan’s strokes and the amazing feeling that came with her when he started to nibble the base of her neck.
“I’m leaving.” She said with some difficulty.
Ryan stroked her stomach more slowly, drawing circles and lightly moving his thumb over her belly button, “You sure?”
“Yes, I never get sleep here.” She said truthfully, now unconsciously easing into her position in his arms.
He placed a warm kiss to the back of her neck, “You sure?”
He went back to her neck, gently sweeping his lips over the skin, “Yes.” She said slowly.
“Positive?” he asked, and then grazed his tongue along with lips as they moved across her skin.
“Well…”
“Because you don’t work tomorrow you know.” He said softly, and turned her body over more towards him and planted a hot kiss to the side of her throat.
“I know but I’m--.”
He sucked in and then pulled back, nuzzling his head in her neck, “You’re what?”
“Ryan stop that!” she said quickly, as he started to press kisses into her collar bone.
He grinned, “Stop what love?”
“Stop kissing me I want to sleep.” She huffed.
“So sleep, what’s stopping you?” he asked.
“You, you are stopping me.” She said pointedly.
Ryan smirked, “Well, aren’t you enjoying it?” he continued on with his kisses.
She let him move down a little more down her body before responding, “That’s beside the point.”
“Kiss me and I’ll shut up and go to sleep.” He said against her skin.
“No.” she said immediately.
He frowned, “Why not?”
“You don’t deserve it.” She said simply.
He raised his head off her chest and looked her in the eyes, “Please?”
“Fine, but you have to promise to let me sleep.” She sat up as Ryan laid back down.
“You will not be disturbed.” He said as her hair framed in her face. He closed his eyes and felt a warm heart wrenching kiss. Her tongue grazed his, and he kissed her back stronger with want.
She pulled apart from him and settled herself next to him, placing her head in the crook of his neck. Wrapping her arms around him she whispered, “Goodnight Ryan.”
“Danm.” He muttered to himself. He thought in the next five minutes or so, she will be dead asleep and he could take the cold shower he needed for placing himself in this position.
Ella smiled because of course, she got payback from her boyfriend waking her up in the middle of the night. Now she was content enough to sleep.
:)
He heard a noise. His eyes flickered open as he heard the noise play over again, “Hey Wildcat?” he woke the sleeping redhead who was asleep next to him.
“What?” she asked irritably, she was not fond of being woken up.
Ryan’s eyes were fixed on the window, “You hear that?”
She was very grouchy as she became more conscious and more awake, “Hear what? I’m trying to sleep, so no I don’t hear anything.”
“Are you sure?” he asked meditatively, eyes trained solely on the window.
“Yes, go back to sleep.” She snapped.
Then there was another sound, “There!”
“What?” she asked, now fully awake and very bad tempered.
“I heard it again! I think it’s from the window!” He said jumping out of bed and watching out the window. There was nothing there but still he watched, in hopes of figuring out the mysterious noise.
“I think your gonna die soon if you don’t stop acting like a lunatic. I do not hear anything.” She said sternly, then snuggling into a pillow.
He squinted his eyes, now fully used to the dark, “Ella I swear there’s something or someone outside.”
She groaned, “Must we really do this now? Its, danmit it’s three in the morning, can’t it wait for daylight?”
“Ella, what if its dangerous?” he said seriously. He opened the window and stuck half his naked body out to search for the noise.
Turning in the bed to see this she snapped very angrily at him, “Ryan. There is nothing out there, come back to be—”
“Aha! I found the source of the noise!” He exclaimed. It was a mere street cat rummaging through his trash.
“Great, and I am going back to sleep.” She muttered.
He closed the window and climbed back into the bed, “Don’t you want to know what it is?”
“No. I don’t. I don’t want to kill anything because it was disturbing my sleep at this current moment.” She said sleepily.
“Touchy.”
“Oh go eff off and let me sleep in peace!” she said loudly.
Ryan laughed, “Alright, alright I’ll stop, Ella?”
“What now?” She did not understand where he was getting all of this energy from. She was already exhausted from the days and night’s events and all she wanted was some sleep.
“Goodnight.” He said cheerfully.
She moved away from him, “Couch.” She said instantly.
“What?” he seemed confused.
She was irritated enough by now, “Couch. Now. Go sleep on the couch.”
He stayed quiet and then after a while snapped back, “If I do recall, this is my apartment.”
She got up, “Fine, I’m leaving then.”
“Oh you’re not going anywhere.” He yanked her arm back down. “Stay.”
“Then for gods sake let me get some rest!” she said harshly.
He smirked, “Okay.”
She rolled over on her side away form him. Ryan snaked his arm around her waist and started to plant small kisses over her shoulder.
“Ryan?”
“Mm?” he responded, still continuing his small kisses.
She let out a tired sigh, “How do you expect me to sleep, if you keep this up?”
“Keep what up?” he asked innocently. He slipped an arm under the side of her stomach and let her weight put his arm in place for him to stroke her lower stomach.
“Don’t be stupid with me at this hou—” She stopped mid word to enjoy Ryan’s strokes and the amazing feeling that came with her when he started to nibble the base of her neck.
“I’m leaving.” She said with some difficulty.
Ryan stroked her stomach more slowly, drawing circles and lightly moving his thumb over her belly button, “You sure?”
“Yes, I never get sleep here.” She said truthfully, now unconsciously easing into her position in his arms.
He placed a warm kiss to the back of her neck, “You sure?”
He went back to her neck, gently sweeping his lips over the skin, “Yes.” She said slowly.
“Positive?” he asked, and then grazed his tongue along with lips as they moved across her skin.
“Well…”
“Because you don’t work tomorrow you know.” He said softly, and turned her body over more towards him and planted a hot kiss to the side of her throat.
“I know but I’m--.”
He sucked in and then pulled back, nuzzling his head in her neck, “You’re what?”
“Ryan stop that!” she said quickly, as he started to press kisses into her collar bone.
He grinned, “Stop what love?”
“Stop kissing me I want to sleep.” She huffed.
“So sleep, what’s stopping you?” he asked.
“You, you are stopping me.” She said pointedly.
Ryan smirked, “Well, aren’t you enjoying it?” he continued on with his kisses.
She let him move down a little more down her body before responding, “That’s beside the point.”
“Kiss me and I’ll shut up and go to sleep.” He said against her skin.
“No.” she said immediately.
He frowned, “Why not?”
“You don’t deserve it.” She said simply.
He raised his head off her chest and looked her in the eyes, “Please?”
“Fine, but you have to promise to let me sleep.” She sat up as Ryan laid back down.
“You will not be disturbed.” He said as her hair framed in her face. He closed his eyes and felt a warm heart wrenching kiss. Her tongue grazed his, and he kissed her back stronger with want.
She pulled apart from him and settled herself next to him, placing her head in the crook of his neck. Wrapping her arms around him she whispered, “Goodnight Ryan.”
“Danm.” He muttered to himself. He thought in the next five minutes or so, she will be dead asleep and he could take the cold shower he needed for placing himself in this position.
Ella smiled because of course, she got payback from her boyfriend waking her up in the middle of the night. Now she was content enough to sleep.
:)
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Eely and Rubekah Black
So I'm thinking of popping in two new characters into my story. Fraternal twins Eely and Rubekah Black. I could not have a story and not have a Black family in it! That's just nonsense.
They will be featured in future Bee and Jay chapters. Its soon going to be clear on who they are and their importance on Spring and Rawling's lives. SO I'm pretty excited about it!
They will be featured in future Bee and Jay chapters. Its soon going to be clear on who they are and their importance on Spring and Rawling's lives. SO I'm pretty excited about it!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Gossip Talk
So I was stabbing a dictionary with a pen, and the ink went deep into the pages. It was insane! And so i kept singing 'The ink is spilling' and then I came up with this:
--
GOSSIP TALK
The ink is spilling
Flowing off the paper
The ink is spilling
Soaking even deeper
The ink is spilling
Staining you forever
The ink is spilling
Trapping you forever.
Forever.
Forever.
Oh god, they’ve whipped out their cellulars.
Oh god, the rumors are spreading worse
Oh god, tell me what I should do
Their fingers are working
Their eyes tell a story
Their fingers are working
Their mouths are silent.
Their fingers are working
Making their own additions.
Their fingers are working
Makes me scared to walk alone.
Their fingers are working.
Texting on their cell phones.
Why has this had to happen
I don’t know.
Why is there such a continuation
Heaven knows.
I can’t stand their staring faces
They all know
Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature
Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature
Kill them like a fly.
Kill it like a fly.
Shut it up.
Kill it like a fly.
They seem to have no soul.
And who would miss em
I don’t know, I don’t know
The ink is stained.
On my fingers
The ink is stained.
Here with me forever
The ink has soaked in.
You are stuck with it forever
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
--
insane huh?
--
GOSSIP TALK
The ink is spilling
Flowing off the paper
The ink is spilling
Soaking even deeper
The ink is spilling
Staining you forever
The ink is spilling
Trapping you forever.
Forever.
Forever.
Oh god, they’ve whipped out their cellulars.
Oh god, the rumors are spreading worse
Oh god, tell me what I should do
Their fingers are working
Their eyes tell a story
Their fingers are working
Their mouths are silent.
Their fingers are working
Making their own additions.
Their fingers are working
Makes me scared to walk alone.
Their fingers are working.
Texting on their cell phones.
Why has this had to happen
I don’t know.
Why is there such a continuation
Heaven knows.
I can’t stand their staring faces
They all know
Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature
Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature
Kill them like a fly.
Kill it like a fly.
Shut it up.
Kill it like a fly.
They seem to have no soul.
And who would miss em
I don’t know, I don’t know
The ink is stained.
On my fingers
The ink is stained.
Here with me forever
The ink has soaked in.
You are stuck with it forever
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
--
insane huh?
Friday, August 14, 2009
Acceptance
Acceptance
He entered the room swiftly, stopping right beside her, “Hey.”
She gave him a small smile in response.
He gazed at her reflection in the mirror, “You look beautiful you know.”
“Thanks.” She said quietly.
Placing a hand on her shoulder he cautiously questioned her, “Are you nervous?”
She gave a quick nod.
He chuckled quietly, “Don’t be. This is your day; everything is going to be perfect, just like how you imagined it.”
“Thanks Kyle.” She whispered.
“Hey, what are best friends for?”
She smiled back up to him once again.
He swiftly moved from behind her, and sat on the vanity to block her from her reflection.
“So you ready?” he asked.
She remained silent for moment, starring into her hands, “Am I doing the right thing?” she asked in a small voice.
“What?”
“Am I doing the right thing?” she repeated, “I mean, marrying Matt? It’s the right thing right?”
“Leah, look, you love him right?”
She looked up to him, “Yes, but—”
“Well then there you have it” he interrupted, “If you love him, then its right.”
She opened her mouth to retort, “But,”
“No buts. When you love someone, you want to do what ever you can to make them happy right?” he looked her straight in the eyes.
She nodded in agreement.
“So if you want to make him happy, marry him.” He stated simply.
She stayed quiet.
“Leah?”
“Are you happy?” she asked.
He didn’t answer at once. He placed his hand atop of hers, “If you’re happy, I’m happy.” He said.
She was taken back by this, but not surprised, “Do you think I should marry Matt?”
He squeezed her hand, “This is silly talk Leah.”
“Kyle.” She stressed.
He sighed, “Leah, I don’t think my opinion really counts at this point.”
“But it does!”
“Are you happy with him?” he asked quietly.
“Yes.”
He moved a stray piece of hair limply off the side of her face into place and murmured, “Then yes, you should marry him.”
She looked away from him and unconsciously nodded her head.
He jumped off the vanity and broke the tension, “Come on Leah, you’re going to be late for your own wedding.”
“Yeah. I don’t think my mom would be too happy about that huh?” she said getting up.
He offered his arm to her, “Come on, lets do this.”
She turned around and gave her best friend a hug. “Thanks Kye.” She whispered.
“No problem,” he said in a monotone.
She stepped back from him and smiled.
He smiled as well, “Come on, everyone’s waiting.”
THE END
:D
He entered the room swiftly, stopping right beside her, “Hey.”
She gave him a small smile in response.
He gazed at her reflection in the mirror, “You look beautiful you know.”
“Thanks.” She said quietly.
Placing a hand on her shoulder he cautiously questioned her, “Are you nervous?”
She gave a quick nod.
He chuckled quietly, “Don’t be. This is your day; everything is going to be perfect, just like how you imagined it.”
“Thanks Kyle.” She whispered.
“Hey, what are best friends for?”
She smiled back up to him once again.
He swiftly moved from behind her, and sat on the vanity to block her from her reflection.
“So you ready?” he asked.
She remained silent for moment, starring into her hands, “Am I doing the right thing?” she asked in a small voice.
“What?”
“Am I doing the right thing?” she repeated, “I mean, marrying Matt? It’s the right thing right?”
“Leah, look, you love him right?”
She looked up to him, “Yes, but—”
“Well then there you have it” he interrupted, “If you love him, then its right.”
She opened her mouth to retort, “But,”
“No buts. When you love someone, you want to do what ever you can to make them happy right?” he looked her straight in the eyes.
She nodded in agreement.
“So if you want to make him happy, marry him.” He stated simply.
She stayed quiet.
“Leah?”
“Are you happy?” she asked.
He didn’t answer at once. He placed his hand atop of hers, “If you’re happy, I’m happy.” He said.
She was taken back by this, but not surprised, “Do you think I should marry Matt?”
He squeezed her hand, “This is silly talk Leah.”
“Kyle.” She stressed.
He sighed, “Leah, I don’t think my opinion really counts at this point.”
“But it does!”
“Are you happy with him?” he asked quietly.
“Yes.”
He moved a stray piece of hair limply off the side of her face into place and murmured, “Then yes, you should marry him.”
She looked away from him and unconsciously nodded her head.
He jumped off the vanity and broke the tension, “Come on Leah, you’re going to be late for your own wedding.”
“Yeah. I don’t think my mom would be too happy about that huh?” she said getting up.
He offered his arm to her, “Come on, lets do this.”
She turned around and gave her best friend a hug. “Thanks Kye.” She whispered.
“No problem,” he said in a monotone.
She stepped back from him and smiled.
He smiled as well, “Come on, everyone’s waiting.”
THE END
:D
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