I blew itA Poem by David-Tyler
I know I blew it, I'll never have a chance at anything healthy
I don't know if it's that I don't deserve it, or if somebody cursed me Maybe it's that I'm some sort of poison, and that's why nobody stays I drain them so deeply in such intimate and inhumane ways All alone, nobody stares, nobody cares, I'm transparent But under a spotlight all my flaws become apparent Subtly hinting at my suicidal subcurrent Kick me to the curb and close the curtain It's just another tired day of a lonely defeat Working at a job I couldn't hate more and sitting on the street Star gazing, starting to wonder did my soul mate forget about me I miss the days when I used to be so carefree There wasn't a wrong thing to say, or did I just not realize Everytime the memories come back a new piece of me dies Where did the time go, how did I end up here In the worst position, in the worst way, just playing to my fear Anxiety is an old friend I made when we were enemies Laughing at the times passed by making memories August second in a hotel room with who I thought I loved But little did I know I was unloved by my dearly beloved Love, love, lonely little lie is that word love And the reality of the word is like a gun hiding behind a boxing glove It's dangerous but you don't realize how much until you're bleeding On my knees, hands on chest gently pleading I know I blew it, I'll never have a chance at anything healthy
I don't know if it's that I don't deserve it, or if somebody cursed me Maybe it's that I'm some sort of poison, and that's why nobody stays I drain them so deeply in such intimate and inhumane ways © 2018 David-Tyler |
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Added on June 20, 2018 Last Updated on June 20, 2018 AuthorDavid-TylerOKAboutI post my worst work here to get constructive criticism. I'm critical of other people because that's what's helpful. I won't make anything personal until you do. I'm not here for drama, fights, or oth.. more..Writing
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