Why does it take, reaching the bottom of a bottle, or a line off the table, to feel anything, anything at all; why am I hellbent on destruction of everything good, I come across; what is my obsession with the fall; where did it go wrong, when did I veer off the beaten path; when … Continue reading Floor.
i hate writing these shitty, garbage fucking poems. wish i never met you, i would carve a hole in my skull cut out my mind and go simple. but it's deeper than that it wouldn't help me forget. you are a plague on my existence, my skin crawls when you are mentioned. through no fault … Continue reading I don’t.
A Man is not supposed to cry, but I just cried until I lost my vision. A Man should be able to control his anger, but I hit the wall until I lost feeling in my fingers. A Man would stop drinking when he's had enough, but I just poured another and my glass is … Continue reading A Man.
I saw you and I, on a wrap around porch, in the summertime, 40 years down the line, rocking back and forth in our chairs, wrinkly hands intertwined, laughing about the same old, your olive skin shaded darker by the years, your hair not as long as it was, but your brown eyes, they stayed … Continue reading Same Old.
enough time has passed, where the pain is no longer a constant. it hits now, like a wave strikes the beachfront at high tide. and in that moment when it comes it envelopes everything. washing away all the good that currently exists. then it passes. i spend the days where your memory overtakes me, reminiscing … Continue reading Enough.
The sun rises and the sun sets, days blend together, the distance between us grows greater but I still can't forget, what it felt like to hold you in my arms, it was a drug unlike any other, one dose could stave off the hurt, i'm still coming down from you, withdrawal has left me … Continue reading Withdrawal.
I have tried to drink you Away I have tried to drug you Away I have tried to fuck you Away But you will not go Away They keep telling me time will get you Away I need you desperately to go Away In truth I don't want you to go Away.
The coldness that I now feel Is not the coldness that is now real The frost has settled on the ground But the pain inside is more profound Then any type of freeze that comes my way And so this winter I'll see no reprieve From the cold that's now inside of me.
You are my prison And you are my paradise One sip, one glass and I'm lost in your trance And I need you More than ever now You're the last friend I have left You bring the quiet And only you can dull the pain But you have taken everything from me In truth we're … Continue reading Trapped In The Bottle.
It's 3am I can't sleep Another night Plagued by dreams I'm tired of her showing up there Sick of writing about it Need her out of my head But as of late The only reprieve Is an intrusive thought Tying the knot Slipping it on Pulling taut Then the drop No good thoughts