I Don't Wanna Be Sober Without You

vomiting feelings

Bite my lip

Scratch your back

Laughing at the wall

Hands behind your back

Starving for affection

Full of hate

Kissing in the dark

Threw away my plate

Shake my hand

Stab my back

Smile at the wind

Don’t look back

Pinky swearing

2am walks

Close the curtain

3am talks

Noticing things

Burn the pictures

Smell the grass

Dance with figures

Hands are cold

Mind is spinning

Lost my balance

Started forgetting

-Another f*****g poem about you-

Author's Note

Be brutally honest.

Reviews

[Chris]

I think its another poem DEEPLY all about YOU...

I've read a few of yours here - now - you don't come across as a lost lil puppy... more like a Cat (intentional Cap). Your "claws" are real and a mind all your own. You don't NEED taming... or to walk behind - anyone. Cats smack and get smacked... and CHOOSE what they want and when.