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Not perfect but they're something
Better:
The steel's cold, her heart makes it warm. The rope's rough, her skin's smooth. Words hurt, hers comfort. The pills kill, she keeps me alive. Thoughts keep me awake, ones of her lull me to sleep.
You:
You make me smile, when sorrow fills my mind. Just a second, you take it away. Then you leave and it resides; the cold spot on the bed, the dotted wet pillow. The only escape, without you, dreams and my "cure" i can't take anymore. I just need you.
Dirt:
Broken home, all alone. These feelings I feel; in a casket, sealed, buried deep in the dirt. In the mud, mulch and girt. When I pull out a shovel, the world puts on a muzzle. More than six feet, twelve. This pain's a burning hell.
Goodnight:
I sleep in silence, scared to speak. I whisper goodnight, but you're already gone. I try to doze off, but I'm wide awake, My mind's in yours, what is she thinking, any discomfort? I lay awake, thoughts race. Why tonight, the first night I'm enchanted with you beside me. You're still in my mind, as I hope I'm in yours. Goodnight.
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