Depression… I’m nauseous.
Obsession… Over cautious.
Learned my lesson… I’ve got this.
Left with less and got the obvious.
A fracture… it’s painful.
Your stature reveals a vain full…
Put your toys away and beg for… forgiveness.
I will not remain a witness,
To your hit-list, of misfits.
I became one now?
What is this?
Your beauty, it’s intriguing.
And it left me still believing.
I’m sorry… I’m leaving,
I’m not one to be deceiving.
It’s not me,
Shocking; how you moved on and soon forgot me.
This is not me, but it’s shocking how you moved on and soon forgot me.
I got rolled,
To the depths of my soul.
But a hole…. And regret.
What I said… what I know
In the bed or in the snow.
There’s no heat; freezing cold
I can’t see… I can’t hold.
Tragically, no one knows… that in this city nothing grows.
Had some sex! Shot some crows!
… Felt effects of alone.
In the sky, filled with gold.
In the quiet of my home…
I have no pets, have no clones.
I must stay here alone.
And watch the time… as it goes.
Make a rhyme…or write a poem.
Have some sex… shoot some crows.
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