untitled 4-18-17

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 18, 2017

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Firefly, fire fly, a loud breath exhaled into the sky The scream and cries of what living dies Hard to describe the feeling that comes from inside The warm night but cold sights, and fright from the grim behind Just hold tight, don't lose might but pessimism takes me for a ride I get lost in my mind to where it's hard to find, reality this time I'll act fine...i never was, just for a month but for really what? Felt like years that she hasn't given a fuck but we haven't made a year, my luck I'm shit out of it, honestly knew this wasn't going to work From having no trust to nearly always wanting to go berserk Angry, depressed or just feeling fuck, wanting to hide under dirt Under earth, wanting a cat nap off the map and any living contact Feels like I signed a contract and now I'm stuck all alone Always low even when high is this considered being stoned? Feeling so empty but logical since I can't call a place home Should I conform to being a mindless drone... Out of zone


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