When...

[l0ckd0wn]

First post in here, but now that I have a creative outlet, maybe I will continue to write more, rather than putting 6 months in between posting work...

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Intoxicated memories left by a careless heart
A meaningless fling of two bodies wrapped in drugs
As you move away you show no remorse
Leaving whats left of a fragile man, torn apart

The feeling of knowning that I was a good escape
A few kind words, a few packs, a few laughs
Still wishing I knew the key to get inside
What did I miss, where did I go wrong, a total mistake

And to think that I put in so much, to get so little
To be left here alone knowing that she will call
Just for a lift, a few more points, a few more rides
And all in all its just a big mess with me in the middle

You scream out for help and talk of wanting it all to end
The moment someone trys to help you close off like a vault
Scared of the moment, of the feeling, what is it?
To be hurting, to be yurning, yet love can not bend

And through it all I will be there again and again
I will sit and listen, and boil it down amd stake it in
I will try and try and try only to drown
In self defeat and loathing wondering when... when... when...


Other poems available to read @ http://helllooseinnation.blogspot.com

 

[Raz]

I really liked that, thanks for posting....look forward to seeing more of your stuff in here!

 

[l0ckd0wn]

thanks raz, i really appreciate it. writing is an escape, although sometimes it just gets me more fired up.

 

[up all night]

Welcome to Words! As Raz said, I hope you continue to post because I liked this one.

Some people will always get under our skin and they're usually (unfortunately) the one's that fuel the best writing.