Dead Love

A Poem by Liam

The love I look for can only be a fantasy,

No one can fight for me like I need them too.

For now, I remain alone in their absence,

I took up smoking and drinking myself into a daze.

Without the handle, the faucet keeps running,

I too, will keep running until I've become a blur in the background.

I'm messy like this careless writing,

My words keep flowing with no end in sight.

I don't have anyone to be my stop light,

No one to slow the traffic of my thoughts.

Anxiety beats at my temples,

Blood pumping rapidly.

I'm ready to run,

I'm ready to scream.

It's about time to get lost,

Time to find a place deep in the wood.

Quietly I will live,

I will forget how to talk.

The only sound I will know is the clickity clack of my keys,

My views will be creatures, trees, and a bright screen.

Shush now,

Be quiet.

© 2018 Liam

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Joey Calvo

Hi! I read your poem and really loved it. If you wouldn't mind, I would love to feature your poem in my short film me and my friend are creating. I will of course credit you in the credits of the film (idk if you would prefer me to credit your real name or your username, just lmk). Just let me know if you woud be interested. Thank you!