ConfusedA Poem by bringthestoke
I don't get it
I'm slipping into uncertainty again; Not really sure what's been happenin' Thought we were a match made in heaven But now you're tapping your fingers on a glass table So, let's just put it all on the table, shall we darling? I'm insecure with my smile, And you say I'm strong, When I feel nothing but weak. Daffodils wither in the winter winds, And my self-esteem is at an all-time low And why the f**k do I feel so nauseous? It's putting me in a s**t mood I'm sorry, dear, if I've seemed upset and distant It's just, Demons are taking over my father, And he's letting it happen. My mother's been crying over the lipstick she found in her Jeep She's confused- That's not hers, or my sister's?? Money is tighter than the space between us when we're intimate, And I can't begin to imagine my mother bein' in a deficit, She's had money from taxes for awhile now But it's all getting shipped out and my crack rock father's askin' her What she's cryin' about?? I'm dealin' with two family strains and though this s**t is tough to contain I thought you and I were the only thing that would sustain And you told me not to be passive-aggressive So here I am, screaming Take me for what I am My world is crumpling around me Blinded by the darkness I've been forced to ensue But, don't you understand?? The only light that can save my life It's you.
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1 Review Added on February 21, 2015 Last Updated on February 21, 2015 AuthorbringthestokeNorth Attleboro, MAAbout17, USA. Skateboarder. I write poetry and songs. Don't leave me to dwell in my own mind. more..Writing
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