|
|
obsession
|
|
mad madame mim
|
Christmas time is buzzing in my skull Will it let me be? I cannot tell There are so many things I cannot grasp When I think I've got it, and then at last Through my bony fingers it does slip Like a snowflake in a fiery grip Something's here I'm not quite getting Though I try, I keep forgetting Like a memory long since past Here in an instant, gone in a flash What does it mean? What does it mean? In these little bric-a-brac A secret's waiting to be cracked These dolls and toys confuse me so Confound it all, I love it though Simple objects, nothing more But something's hidden through a door Though I do not have the key Something's there I cannot see What does it mean? What does it mean? What does it mean? Hmm... I've read these Christmas books so many times I know the stories and I know the rhymes I know the Christmas carols all by heart My skull's so full, it's tearing me apart As often as I've read them, something's wrong So hard to put my bony finger on Or perhaps it's really not as deep As I've been led to think Am I trying much too hard? Of course! I've been too close to see The answer's right in front of me Right in front of me It's simple really, very clear Like music drifting in the air Invisible, but everywhere Just because I cannot see it Doesn't mean I can't believe it You know, I think this Christmas thing It's not as tricky as it seems And why should they have all the fun? It should belong to anyone Not anyone, in fact, but me Why, I could make a Christmas tree And there's no reason I can find I couldn't handle Christmas time I bet I could improve it too And that's exactly what I'll do Hee,hee,hee Eureka! I've got it
|
991225
|
|
... |
|
meli
|
I can taste it in my mouth when I wake up in the morning. I am obsessed with life, what I have, what I don't have, what I've lost, and what I could gain. If nothing burns darkly in your belly, what is fueling you?
|
000105
|
|
... |
|
Q
|
a perfume which is a mystery but the ads are dynamite
|
000106
|
|
... |
|
apr!l
|
the end result of my good intentions
|
000212
|
|
... |
|
Brad
|
What i want to know is this: Why do the same trite words get all the posts?
|
000310
|
|
... |
|
MollyGoLightly
|
Had to pause and comment here because i think that brad has, with the above post, unintentionally spelled out an obsession of his...
|
000529
|
|
... |
|
emily
|
...it's highly over-rated...
|
000530
|
|
... |
|
crimson_piles
|
has so many negative undertones. i think it's a celebration. it's a deep respect. it's the label for a love so strong you cannot walk away. it's something i'm finally walking away from. it's 19 months of masochism for the moment when he smiles at me or looks at me with those BLUE BLUE EYES THAT LOOK LIKE SPRING or when i smell him in the hall. it's 19 months and counting. it's me and him. it's real life baby.
|
000530
|
|
... |
|
Marjorie
|
Ever single day Makes me more and more afraid Of this terrible obsession Of this terrible parade. I need it I crave it I hear it I am a slave I like it I love it I hate you for taking it from me.
|
000711
|
|
... |
|
keeper
|
obsession..possibly. all i know is that you draw me in, your eyes, your face, your attitude. it is all so seductive in ways you could only imagine. so if you are an 'obsession' you are because you have made me happy, listened, and most of all, drawn my attention...and kept it
|
010328
|
|
... |
|
dB
|
Obsession. Hmm... To become obsessed with something, or someone. This is a weakness. If someone is infatuated or obessed by something, if you attack that something, or take it away, the person will become vulnerable for a period of time.
|
010328
|
|
... |
|
jillian.
|
the way that tyler-- [i say tyler like maybe it's his real name.] the way that tyler sat with such ease and let the forevers flow from his lips. i've erased myself too many times to go back. silhouetted against the bookshelves and coffee, i starting drowning but he never pulled me up. and he'll never know the way his face sometimes haunts me, how i see someone whose eyes remind me of the way he smiled, and i gulp down my mug of coffee, like maybe it will help me not to hear his voice beneath my skin.
|
010414
|
|
... |
|
katie
|
obsession is possession
|
010414
|
|
... |
|
lexxa
|
brian...
|
010907
|
|
... |
|
akenbosche
|
whoa, what the hell was that
|
030119
|
|
... |
|
niska
|
is fucking me up in my mind
|
030301
|
|
... |
|
Gilraen (s.h.o.t.h)
|
ob·ses·sion 1. Compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or an unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by symptoms of anxiety. 2. A compulsive, often unreasonable idea or emotion.
|
030301
|
|
... |
|
Gryftir
|
in this place where we hide, we move to music that runs inside, you are right where you belong, In my blood I hear your song, the pounding words, my pulse your drum, my hands, my heart, the strings you strum, my breath the melody you hum, your song is inside me like, the lotus light inside your eyes, the glowing blossoms of your eyes. rose petals float in pools, the stars reflect like sheets of jewels, your skin is silver in the moon, the lilac light of dawn comes soon, come with me, the night is done, the time has come to steal the sun. we dance to the secret part, of you I hold inside my heart in my hollows like a river, when dark you shine, when light you shimmer. heat hazed and dazed, amazed in you, my mind is raised, ablaze in you, I feel your fire burn within, you love to dance beneath my skin. a flicker-flash, in nights I slept, in dreams it seems we always flew, the sun you keep, my gift to you. the fear I have, it is too much, I die and drown at your touch, I am reborn in your kiss, I am your shadow, your all that is.
|
030402
|
|
... |
|
User24
|
the difference between obsession and love is
|
030425
|
|
... |
|
bethany
|
I LOVE obsessions..it gives me something to do and think about when usually my mind would be blank.
|
040211
|
|
... |
|
In love from Poland
|
Hannah's my obsession. Woman of my life!
|
040313
|
|
... |
|
oldephebe
|
careful to what you give yourself away to..there's the not quite oft chanance that it might not give back...
|
040313
|
|
... |
|
Syrope
|
god, this week...i've been so mesmerized by you. sleeping with you those two nights was the most wonderful experience ...and even last night, even though i fought you all night and kept you awake. you've made me feel so invincible. i'm trying so hard to understand your aversion to having intercourse with me, but parts of me still toy with the idea of giving up. but then i see you...and i catch my breath and the pangs come back. i am incredibly in love with what you do to me. i need you to touch me and to hold me, and to whisper throaty things to me in the wee hours. i can't keep my hands off of you even when we're just in a friendly situation. i absolutely loved the new sexual experiences we fell into this week, you know as well as anyone that "new" is rare for me, but something KEEPS nagging me about why you won't have actual sex with me. i wasn't bitter when you chose her over me the first time i fell for you, and i'm not bitter that you resist me this time around. i won't be bitter when you fall for my best friend or for a complete stranger. i don't know what else this could be, but a true obsession. i'd do anything for you.
|
040314
|
|
... |
|
x
|
i have 17 different hair dyes plus every bleach and developer you can think of
|
040502
|
|
... |
|
emmi
|
obsessions just make you feel lonely, don't they? alone because no one else can see what you see. maybe that's what makes them so romantic
|
040523
|
|
... |
|
witchesrequiem
|
The one good thing about any form of obsession is that you don't have to be bored and wonder what now!
|
040523
|
|
... |
|
Lila Pause
|
My obsession over you hits me up like a drug. I'm in_love, with a fantasy you don't even fit. From a distance I say: "come_closer!" but me, I remain at length. In the gutter, by street_lamp and starry_night, I see you in the perfect_light. - Don't_ever_change, you're my perfect_fit. It makes_sense doesn't it? When I composed you out of breath alone. I only need exhale, and there you are... looking back at me, a mirror_image of myself, cleverly disguised as another human_being.
|
040701
|
|
... |
|
Pila Lause
|
I feel just like Gary out of Young_and_the_Restless: "Why can't you do it Gary, why can't you do it?" (I sympathise with golden bronzed TV maniacs) Obsession. And not in the Calvin_Klein sense of the word... I disposed of my boyfriend_box long ago. I took your picture out of my locket. - But I have another copy stashed away in the back of my mind. You see. Obsession. If_you_only_knew... You would take another 10 steps back, moving even furthur away from me than you already are. - Was I ever really girlfriend_material? ...Oh! but I'm the best. The most dedicated. The most loving. The most loyal. Because tell me... Obsession: - What other girl would drive past your house every night? When the night is a muted papercut, When all the ravenous young men are out with their pounding subwoofers...?
|
040819
|
|
... |
|
love & hate
|
my obsession is killing me... and my heart is broken in two. The pain is unbearable and the silent tears wont stop flowing. Not normal tears as there are no more tears to cry. Its the ones which dont show on the surface, as though my body is trying to cry but it cant. All is lost. I am alone. Forever to be lost and alone without her, without my heart in whole. My obsession...
|
040820
|
|
... |
|
relax
|
How did I let myself become so obsessed with you ? I'm scaring myself looking for you in the streets of the city. That's not me. I've never done that before ! I'm jalous of the time you spend with others, wanting it to be with me. You don't love me, why can't I simply accept that fact and move on like usual ? My reaction is strange, I don't understand myself anymore.
|
040904
|
|
... |
|
blather is a lyrics site
|
You are an obsession I cannot sleep I am a possession Unopened at your feet There is no balance No equality Be still I will not accept defeat I will have you Yes I will have you I will find a way and I will have you Like a butterfly A wild butterfly I will collect you and capture you You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me I feed you I drink you My day and my night I need you I need you By sun or candlelight You protest you want to leave Stay there's no alternative Your face appears again I see the beauty there But I see danger Stranger beware A circumstance in your naked dream Your affection is not what it seems You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me My fantasy has turned to madness All my goodness has turned to badness My need to possess you has consumed my soul My life is trembling I have no control I will have you Yes I will have you I will find a way and I will have you Like a butterfly A wild butterfly I will collect you and capture you You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me You are an obsession You're my obsession Who do you want me to be To make you sleep with me Animotron.. Obsession
|
050107
|
|
... |
|
optic discretion
|
when love crosses that line into the dark oblivion of irrationality.
|
050225
|
|
... |
|
bangaaeter
|
can be good...if used in the right hands.
|
050712
|
|
... |
|
jesibo0
|
it feels like i am too intruiged. i am too smitten. i must remember, this is crucial! to protect my heart. something is growing inside me, a liking. i never wished for its arrival. please dont think i am obsessed. you are just too intruiging.
|
061020
|
|
... |
|
heartfeltsuperego
|
ahab
|
111029
|
|
... |
|
heartfeltsuperego
|
Hypnotized and blind to all others I still think about you every day. I look for you unsuccessfully in the usual places and hope you'll find me instead. I want to hate you, but my reasons are unfounded. I tell myself that one day I'll forget you; one day I will not think about you; one day I will stop searching for you; one day the wait will be over. I have whitewashed the memory over and over again and reconstructed you. Why haven't I given up this garbage situation? I was ridiculously happy to hear from you two months ago but I have not reciprocated being too afraid. You were perfectly neutral but obviously interested. You have a perfect way with words you dark horse, you white whale. I wouldn't change a thing about you. You trouble me. My breasts heave when I breathe thinking about you. You are the best I've never had.
|
120607
|
|
|
what's it to you?
who
go
|
blather
from
|