addiction alcoholism
Learn more about other poetry terms
He is the sun
That Lights the way
To a peace
I have been
Neglected from
the truth
was always tangled in lies
The only proof was
The look in your eyes
He is the sun that lights the way To the peace I have been hiding from the truth Love is lost so easily resentments build up kept silently breaking solid ground walking on eggshells is not as easy as it sounds
You buy me flowers
You kiss me on my cheek
You take a shot of cough medicine
And leave it on the sink
Didn’t make it past high school,
Who would’ve known?
Just a popular tool
Who fell off his throne
Story wasn’t as simple
Didn’t cry, didn’t weep,
Just because of one pimple
Alone in life she rowed Upon the lonely waters of life Her spirit was sinking low And she wouldn't stop causing strife She was still there in physical form But her dreams lay deep in the river Broken by a bottle of identity torn And an irreparabl
I look at the doorway in which the only light in the apartment pierces the abyssal hallway.
I look at the tattered shower curtain that lay on the white tile.
