Well Oiled Machine
another song of a couple hell bound and drowning but making it ...therefore it is a run on without structure...with song like vocabulary
Oh your such an animal
You were waiting for me when I got home
The past years I’ve grown somewhat frail and selectively clean
But babe we run together like a well oiled machine
the future will show us something we haven’t seen
And while these bodies may breath again and these eyes stop looking only in
Our actions will drip less that sameold sin
Our sanity no longer strives to keep the charade with a grin
But oh you know this struggle never truly ends
This blood can still hold the most diseased of our years
and our eyes have blackened by not seeing clear
Our arms laid In the dead of night where we succumbed an embracedthe daylights fears
But I got you and you got
Me
and we both know that means we don’t got anything
and that’s where lies our strength to fight and will to live
because we hold everything within the one place
where we wait for it all to end
Alone because we aren’t alone and lie together In a void we share with not another soul
This does not mean we don’t love it when we wake ..
We laugh the laughter of the night and the day will bring us back to life
And wake we will one morning and find we circled the sun and made it back again And lived to ask each other
“would we do it all again”?
without feeling the same old fear
Never goin back no
never goin back again
we are stronger now than we’ve ever been
You fall on me and ill on you lean
But as it is
we keep it unseen
we keep it sane and keep it clean
Babe we run together like a well oiled machine
Our voice won’t tell you nothing and our eyes might tell you something
But see us bared beneath the sun
our laughter will show the depth and darkness of the deepest void and the
stupidity and light of the brightest star
And at night the truth can come undone but keep it straight and keep It clean
Pristine and unseen
If we can stay out of the same old haunts and stay away from those onceliving haunts
for they’ve turned to ghosts and phantoms and living without a prayer
screaming what I’ve done doesn’t make it fair?!
stay away from the places where no light can live there.
Oh look back and looking down don’t we make such a pair
we can make it unseen.
Make it clean make it one way or another me and you and you and me cuz
we run together like a well oiled machine
—C.R.Stanger
Written-Unknown
-11 yrs ago now possibly
Probably does not need to much explaining...I was very tired writing this...and its cynical and hard at times..with glimpse of pride and fight left..a couple in the grips of addiction...written oh..probably 2010
*Note On every poem** all my poems are copyrighted and have codes to prove ownership ... While I doubt anyone here does this ..still have to say Don't steal other people's work wether a poem is good enough or not .... It's personal and directly speaks from the soul of the writer and to take their work and say it's yours ..it's wrong and unnatural ..your stealing a peice of them ...it's nothing to do with money or rights...it's so much more than that...its happened to me .. It can happen to anyone .. It hurts and I always speak out against it even if to most it seems pretentious...
#couple #cynical #dark #fatalism #fighting #love #love/hate #machine
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